Цыган [Tsygan] [English translation]

Along the prairie, into the golden distance

Once more a gypsy, no longer young, had walked away.

He knew a lot and loved he many

During his wild nights and days.

He isn't held by scrip nor prison

There is no horse, and no wife

Somewhere, there lives a daughter

The only one who loves and abides.

Many roads and far away countries

He crisscrossed back and forth

But still In his travels he couldn't love find

And what he found, he couldn't keep safe.

He isn't held by scrip nor prison

There is no horse, and no wife

Somewhere, there lives a daughter

The only one who loves and abides.

What are his belongings? Cradle and fire

Head he will lay on his hand

Oh, don't touch, do not wake him

After all, asleep is a gypsy with a silver head.

He isn't held by scrip nor prison

There is no horse, and no wife

Somewhere, there lives a daughter

The only one who loves and abides.

• Artist:Elena Vaenga
• Album:Портрет (2005)