(The camp has gone to the mountains, you will not follow it)
(The star won’t rise and You will not find me)
(And when the dawn flares up I will forget You)
(You just didn’t tell me that it was Your love)
(Tell it to the Sun...Tell it to the wind)
(And I will hear Your words)
(Look for the only star in the sky)
(Know I am looking at it...)
(I would give You my hand – You wanted my heart)
(I would give You my heart – but You desired more)
(I would give You my all – but I haven’t recognized)
(That star in the Gypsy night...and it was Your Love).
(Tell it to the Sun...Tell it to the wind)
(And I will hear your words...)
(Look for the only star in the sky)
(Know that I’m looking at it...)
(The sound of trembitas has faded, a sad night is coming)
(The waterfall of stars, but there’s the only one calling)
(The star in the Gypsy night is tete-a-tete with me)
(Oh why didn’t I ever guess that it was Your Love...?)