When the melancholy shadows fall My heart is melancholy too Then I hear the Balalaika's call And life is gay and bright and new 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!