The night is filled with stars, goulash, and guitars.
I hear a tune. What can it be?
It is a gypsy melody.
Slovakiay, slovakio, we're on a gypsy caravan.
Hey! Slovakio, slovakiay, we're on a gypsy caravan.
The night is filled with dreams and sounds of tambourines.
The song is loud, and now you see it is a gypsy melody.
Slovakiay, slovakio, we're on a gypsy caravan.
Hey! Slovakio, slovakiay, we're on a gypsy caravan.
The night is filled with dance, adventure, and romance.
And now the music's part of me. It is a gypsy melody.
Slovakiay, slovakio, we're on a gypsy caravan.
Hey! Slovakio, slovakiay, we're on a gypsy caravan.