(Памяти Владимира Высоцкого, посвящается! А ну давай залётные, пошли-пошли-пошли-пошли Чтоб душа развернулась, наизнаночку... А вот он я весь, вот он! (..
В сон мне - желтые огни, И хриплю во сне я: - Повремени, повремени,- Утро мудренее! Но и утром всё не так, Нет того веселья: Или куришь натощак,
А я как окаянный, Просыпаюсь в холодной спальне, С кругами под глазами, Ставлю на кухне чайник. Сигарета натощак Да стакан чая, Нет, не тот я стал Не
Ain't got no money. I spent it all on a big black Cadillac. Yeah honey. We're gonna ride ride ride like Carowet(?) Cross country. For 3000 miles straight
Gypsy, gypsy, dancing feet Gypsy, gypsy, bittersweet Screamer, dreamer, disarray Gypsy, gypsy, why don't you fly away? No good, papa's no good, sister
Went to see the gypsy, Stayin' in a big hotel. He smiled when he saw me coming, And he said, "Well, well, well." His room was dark and crowded, Lights
Je viens de poser la veste parce que je vais jouer du violon tzigane et le violon tzigane se joue sans veste. C'est pour ca que je joue du violon tzigane
The speculators made their money on the blood you shed Your momma's pulled the sheets up off your bed Profiteers on Jhames Street sold your shoes and
Il a un rire de voyou Dans le fond des yeux : des amis Il a le c?ur au bord des coups Le Gitan, le Gitan, Un peu renard, un peu loup Il sort le jour ou
John San what you can La la Janette dance in sand What's the mystery my son Gypsy Dan Caravan Won Tun Wan with your Chinese fan It's part of history my
Tell me gypsy can you see me In your crystal ball I'm asking you what can I do My back's against the wall And I can't hold on much longer So I've come
When I was only a boy And the world was so new Then I long to see it all To explore every place To get on with the race of my life Then it all seem to
We might have slept in a rail yard or camped by the river bank We fed ourselves from the fruit of the land And quenched our thirst with rain We never
You win again, you gypsy heart I count the days that we're apart I sleep alone when you're away No sense in saying I wish you'd stay It's all the same
(Emmylou Harris) Broken bottles, broken songs Broken people been in town too long Where's everyone gone <a href="http://www.testimania.com/">Testi
Prendi questa mano, zingara dimmi pure che futuro avro. Ora che il vento porta in giro le foglie e la pioggia fa fumare i falo. E c'e uno che dice Guarda
Des racines en hiver La chaleur de mon pere C?est une drole de lumiere Qui bien souvent m?eclaire Il savait dans les yeux Faire semblant d?etre heureux
In a quaint caravan there's a lady they call The Gypsy, She can look at the future and drive away all your fears, Everything will come out right if you