At The Balalaika
Abe Lyman
At the Balalaika
Where there is magic in the sparkling wine
And mellow music in the candles' shine
I have a rendezvous
At the Balalaika
Who knows what ecstasy tonight may bring
What lovely melody my heart may sing
Before the night is through
I hear a violin, a haunting gypsy violin
And when it sighs its strangely tender song
I know that I belong
At the Balalaika
Oh let me linger there till break of day
Where hearts are young and balalaikas play
I have a rendezvous!
At the Balalaika
Oh let me linger there till break of day
Where hearts are young and balalaikas play
I have a rendezvous
