Текст песни Бабайка - Було люба любо

bryatsannya on guitar, howling , voice Babayka ( roots Demydyuk )
Text: Yuri Izdryk

it was a pleasure dear
was fiercely beloved
Play beloved pipe
is playing the lute
where there was sky
has become a gray ceiling
and burst dam
and split the rock
and cast bullets
and pulled strings
sailed past
the crown of coffins
and future - naked
in the cold and snow
and walking in circles
turned a run
was dear lipo
were dear affection
and now only bits
and pink helmets
but come summer
and depart in February
will be a pleasant light
dear to cool