Сэра - К. Меладзе - english
When she distances day by day,
- I love you so, but know a new road
Calls me to go far away.
Farewell, my Gipsy Sara,
Your lips were there
Sweet as a honey wine.
Sera, I know that there
Like you I won’t find.
Sara, say me why, my honey,
We were cruelly parted by fate?
Sera, I’m so lonely darling,
But to return you is too late.
She told: - Forgive me, but I’m a free bird,
And I don’t want to break your heart.
My happiness was taken by her
With a broken old bullock cart.
Farewell, my Gipsy Sara,
Your lips were there
Sweet, as a honey wine.
Sara, I know that there
Like you I won’t find.
Sara, say me why, my honey,
We were cruelly parted by fate?
Sara, I’m so lonely darling,
But to return you is too late.
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