Song by Romanyi Rota
Diri, Diri, So Kerdjan
Haj tu Diri Diri Diri Diri so kerdjan,
čhorra romnya, čhorra romnya mudardjan?
“Naslyi voj laši, ke na čumidjasman, avresa voj gilyastar.”
Haj tu Diri Diri Diri Diri Diri,
čhorra romnya, mudardjan, e šukara.
“Muri romnyi sas aba šukar, mudardjomla, te na žal mandar.
Devla, Devla, bunyinav aba, jaj te merav, so me kerdjom murra romnyasa.
Haj romale, haj šavale, šunen aba so pecisajlem?”
Hey you, Diri Diri Dir Diri, how can it be?
How can it be that you killed your poor wife?
“She wasn’t good to me, she didn’t even kiss me. In the end she left me for someone else.”
Hey you, Diri Diri Dir Diri Diri,
you killed your wife, the pretty one!
“My wife was beautiful, I killed her, so she wouldn’t be unfaithful. Oh dear God,
I am so sorry for what I have done to my wife.
Hey Gypsies, hey boys, tell me how this could have happened?
- Lyrics & translation provided by Gerard Schoren