Gogol Bordello - Pala Tute

Caravan is comin’, all guitars are strummin’ Chief is sitting high with gold across the chest I’m just a little chavo, I don’t even own a guitar But mama they got girl that I love the best Lela lela lela, lela pala tute Jas kana meres, mirala pala late Lela lela lela, lela pala tute Aah aah aah, aah aah ai! [??] Mishto! Lela lela lela, lela pala tute Jas kana meres, mirala pala late Lela lela lela, lela pala tute Jas kana meres, mirala pala late Caravan is comin’, all guitars are strummin’ And says old Gitano: “Boy, forget about the bling Here is a gitara for you my little chavo If you slave to kissing, you gotta play this thing“ Lela lela lela, lela pala tute Jas kana meres, mirala pala late Lela lela lela, lela pala tute Jas kana aah, aah aah ai! Mishto! Caravan is leavin’ and her breast is heavin’ Lord, this kind of love cannot be untrue I’m a little chavo, but I learned a-one thing Girls they like the kissing as much as we do Lela lela lela, lela pala tute I’m dying, I’m dying, dying after you Lela lela lela, lela pala tute Girls they like the kissing as much as we do Lela lela lela, lela pala tute Jas kana meres, mirala pala late Lela lela lela, lela pala tute Jas kana aah, aah aah ai!