When the sun goes to bed That's the time you raise your head, That's your lot in life, Laleņa Can't blame ya, Laleņa. Arty tart, ladeda, Can your part get much sadder ? That's your lot in life, Laleņa. Can't blame ya, Laleņa. Run your hand through your hair, Paint your face with despair. That's your lot in life, Laleņa Can't blame ya, Laleņa. When the sun goes to bed That's the time you raise your head. That's your lot in life, Laleņa I can't blame ya, Laleņa. Arty tart, oh so ladeda, Can your part ever get, ever get much sadder ? That's your lot in life, Laleņa. I can't blame ya, Laleņa, no, no, no, Laleņa, Oh, Laleņa.
