Na rov aba romnjej/God I had

Sas ma Dola piramnji
Shukar shej sas romanyi
Taj avilas e balval
Taj phurgyas la mandar

Phen tu mange Dolale
Karing si e piramnji
Abjol po cheri jek cherhaj
Sikavel muro drom

God I had
A nice gipsy girl bride
Once there was a strong wind
Since then she is living with somebody else

Tell me God
Where is my bride
Let a star shine I sprinkle
To show the way

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