2017.09.20.
Song of Juri 'My mustached grandfather'
My mustached grandfatherHe knew , like God's day
His Cossack lineage
and sang the songs.
In droplets drank in
I, grandfather's words,
Those - sacred treasures
That - living water.
Do remind me father,
Grandfather's songs.
Harness, beloved father
A horse for me.
I from house to house
I will sing those songs,
For the Kozaks, from age to age
There is no translation.
Hey, hey, gay!
Hey, hey, gay!
We have a dividing steppe
A true guard.
From him will sprout
Help our Run!
We have but one mother
For a hundred years
Lada Spring
Ukraine - the world!
Do remind me father,
Grandfather's songs.
Harness, beloved father
A horse for me.
I from house to house
I will sing those songs,
For the Kozaks, from age to age
There is no translation.
Hey, hey, gay!
Hey, hey, gay!