Текст песни Юлия Хоменко - Разложи цыганка карты

Under the groan of a broken string
the song remained unseen.
Bonfires are still burning in the steppe,
there is still time until dawn.
With a bouquet of wildflowers
in the steppe of feather-grass space.
Whispered that he was ready to get married,
And I, my dear, am not ready.

Chorus:
Lay out the gypsy cards, you see your guests.
All that has gone before? All that will be? I want to know today.
All that has gone before? All that will be? There is no need to hide the truth.
Guess by the white handle, you can lie a little.

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The stars of the night grew pale,
dawn drank the nectar of the fog,
In the river there is a path from the moon,
seemed like a mirage, a deception.
And on a scarf, like on a carpet,
the gypsy scattered the cards.
Everything was as if in a dream
She told me the truth.