Текст песни Зара и Киркоров - Джалма

In the morning the motley camp leaves
On a long journey past us
Two hearts near this evening
But for the last time

Time with fate is so cruel
Hour separation
You and the gypsy together in the evening
But for the last time

Let the heart break
But do not go anywhere
Your she will never be

Every night let you dream dzhalma
Wounded in the heart, remembrance - Djalma
He loves and suffers from hot Gypsy blood.
Only the wind knows how many wounds in the heart
Tabor goes to the sky like cranes to the south
There, where the stars of love sing

Every night let you dream dzhalma
Wounded in the heart, remembrance - Djalma
He loves and suffers from hot gypsy blood
Only the wind knows how many wounds in the heart
Tabor goes to the sky like cranes to the south
There, where the stars of love sing

The motley camp goes on light
On a long journey past us
With a young gypsy starry night
He was last time

The heart suddenly remembers something
And they will look at you
Her eyes - the glow of fire

Every night let you dream dzhalma
Wounded in the heart, remembrance - Djalma
He loves and suffers from hot Gypsy blood.
Only the wind knows how many wounds in the heart
Tabor goes to the sky like cranes to the south
There, where the stars of love sing

Every night let you dream dzhalma
Wounded in the heart, remembrance - Djalma
He loves and suffers from hot Gypsy blood.
Only the wind knows how many wounds in the heart
Tabor goes to the sky like cranes to the south
There, where the stars of love sing

Every night let you dream dzhalma
Wounded in the heart, remembrance - Djalma
He loves and suffers from hot Gypsy blood.
Only the wind knows how many wounds in the heart
Tabor goes to the sky like cranes to the south
There, where the stars of love sing