Текст песни Василий Мерзляков - Тумбалалайка

Tumbala-Tumbala-Tumbalalaika
Tumbalalayka, Tumbalalay,
Tumbalalayka, Tumbalalayka,
Tumbala-tumbala-tumbalalai.

Yellow leaves tossing in the wind
Autumn was friends with tavern longing
In the sky a star is shining
In the field, the bells ring clownish

Oh my god oh tell me why
The sky is darker over the days
My path is getting narrower and narrower
The nights are darker and the days are colder

The world is no longer springing underfoot
I don’t recognize dark surroundings
This bonfire was extinguished by gypsies
And the nightingales flew south

The honey of our life is sweet or bitter
It is a pity that a little on the scales
So is it not time to climb a hill
Arms outstretched step into heaven

Or a bit of cold water
And to the end do not regret anything
And let the prophetic bird protect me -
Fried russian cock over his shoulder

Come on buddy, quickly play along,
So that the ash does not cool in the furnace
Russian Tumbala-Tumbalalayka,
Tumbala-tumbala-tumbalala ...