Текст песни Кабриолет - Конь мой вороной

My horse crow
With a mane of fire ,
Do you take me home,
In my native encampment .
Waiting for my favorite ,
The most beautiful
In the tent , the tents , the tents .
Delhi Delhi Delhi dei ..... ( several times )

Let the fires burn
On the night before the dawn .
Seven-string guitars chime
I hear in the distance.
As I come to camp ,
I drink red wine
For you, for you, for you.
Delhi Delhi Delhi dei ..... ( several times )