ציגײַנערליד
Dovid Beyglman [David Beygelman] / דויד בײגלמאַן| English (singable) version by Jerry Silverman | |
| ROMANI DŽILI | GYPSY SONG |
| Tunjariko e rjat, angar kalo, Nekeži’ ma, marel o jilo. Trajin el Rom sar nisave Rrevdin e dukh, sa bokhale. | Pitch-black the night, darker than coal. I sit and think; pain in my soul. Gypsies suffer, live like no other. Soon we'll be dead, we even lack bread. |
| Dzum dzum dzum Sar macˇarki paš-durial hurjas, Dzum dzum dzum Amare levuci Romane bašas. | Dzum, dzum, dzum, dzum dzum, dzum, dzum Like seagulls, forever we're straying Dzum, dzum, dzum, dzum, dzum, dzum On our balalaikas we're playing |
| Cˇi bešav katende, kek manaj te xav, Saorre cˇhingarel, ’ma man te nekežisarav. Trajin el Rom sar nisave Rrevdin e dukh, sa bokhale. | Nowhere to stay, daytime or night, Others resist, I think of my plight Gypsies suffer, live like no other. Soon we'll be dead, we even lack bread. |
| Dzum dzum dzum Sar macˇarki paš-durial hurjas, Dzum dzum dzum Amare levuci Romane bašas. | Dzum, dzum, dzum, dzum dzum, dzum, dzum Like seagulls, forever we're straying Dzum, dzum, dzum, dzum, dzum, dzum On our balalaikas we're playing. |
