Александр Розенбаум - В ярком шатре на цыганской стороне
текст песни

In a bright tent
On the gypsy side,
On the down pillows of sirens ...
I will spend the longest night
To forget
And die
With the most beautiful of women,
With the most beautiful of women ...

Let it burn our lips Shatrez,
But we will go
Following him ...
In the depths of the nirvana,
Wherever it is too late
Sink into eternity, not old,
With the most beautiful of women,
With the most beautiful of women ...

And in the morning the meadows will bloom,
Mint herbs noisy booth ...
The winds are scattered
Where we meet the dawn,
Having run away from the worldly fuss forever,
Forever...

The camp will remain with the stormy river,
My deceived city there, far away ...
And nobody, only I, forgotten here,
On the edge of the earth
With the most beautiful of women,
With the most beautiful of women ...

Marefly milk is bitter
Yes, the rooks are blackened in the fields ...
There is no reason for the tragedy
It’s only hard to breathe
Turning away for a moment from the stupefying
Your lips ...

In a bright tent
On the gypsy side
I will believe that there is love to the end ...
I believe that there is
Rights for her,
And that in my years I am a kid ...
With the most beautiful of women,
With the most beautiful of women ...