Текст песни Александр Розенбаум - В ярком шатре на цыганской стороне

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

Let Chartreuse burn our lips,
But we'll go
Following him ...
Into the depths of nirvana
Where it's neither late nor early
To sink into eternity without getting old,
With the most beautiful woman
With the most beautiful woman ...

And in the morning the meadows will bloom,
Mint herbs noisy booth ...
Winds scatter haystacks
Where we meet the dawn
Escaping from worldly vanity forever,
Forever and ever...

Tabor will remain behind a stormy river,
My deceiving city is there, far away ...
And no one, only me, forgotten here,
At the end of the earth
With the most beautiful woman
With the most beautiful woman ...

The mares' milk is bitter
Yes, rooks turn black in the fields ...
There is no reason for tragedy
It's just hard to breathe
Breaking away for a moment from the intoxicating
Your lips ...

In a bright tent
On the gypsy side
I will believe that there is love to the end ...
I will believe in what is
Right behind her,
And the fact that I am a kid in my age ...
With the most beautiful woman
With the most beautiful woman ...