Young Mónika Lakatos, singer of the gypsy band Romengo, performing on 1996. She mixes the main song (actually I’m not sure about the title) with other roma popular ones, as ‘Kéren Chave’ and ‘Phabol Phabol’
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Traditional mix
Starvasdestajduj ratya
Na szutinde mure jakha
Daba devla kodo csaszo
Tavel kere muro gázsó
Dararara rarara…
Opre zsau me pe vulyica
Taj rodau me panzs sou sela
Panzs sou sela naj but love
Pijaulen me zsi tehara
Keren, savorále, drom
Te khelei o phuro rom
Phuro rom te keleia
Bistayek gyás malavia
Amari szi, amari
Amari cini bóri
Aj, lalalalala la la laj laj
Amari szi, amari
Amari cini bóri
Aj, lalalalala la la laj laj
Opre phirdem, intrego taj luma,
taj csi rakhlem, jek kaszava sa.
Kaszava, sukara lulugya,
pel gava andevare luma.
Phabol, phabol, bi la romnyako,
la sukara sejako.
te del o del, taj vi te del o Raj,
saj rudesz tu lulugyande bar.
There are some lines here that have given me a bit of trouble to understand, but here’s my best stab at a translation:
For forty-two nights
my eyes haven’t slept
surely, God, it’s time (?)
for my gazho to come home (?husband, but why ‘gazho’ not ‘rrom’?)
I shall go up the street
and earn myself five or six hundred (forints? = a couple of ££ or €€)
Five or six hundred isn’t a lot of money
I’ll have drunk them by tomorrow
Make way, lads
For the old man to dance
When the old man dances
He taps for twenty-one days
She is ours, ours,
Our little bride
Aj la la la etc.
I walked all around the world
and I didn’t find any such girl,
such a beautiful flower,
in any village in the world (?)
It burns [me], it burns [me] without that woman
that beautiful girl
may God grant, and may the Lord grant
that you can get(?) a flower-garden.
That’s great thanks!!