Hey, Ivan, you, Ivan
Where were you at night
Where were you at night
That you didn't turn up at the girl's place?
For my not turning up at my girl's place
Or coming to see my fair darling
Oh, my dear fair girl,
Don't be angry with me
Oh, dear girl
Don't be angry with me
Don't be angry with me
Because I was not with you
Because I wasn't, no, I wasn't with you
I lost myself in the street
I lost myself in the street
I spent all night out playing the violin