Текст песни Віка Врадій - В темну ніч весняну

In the dark night noise woke me spring -
Above me was a gypsy
And she asked me to help zheby -
In the tent, her daughter died.

I followed her in Gypsy tent,
In the tent, her daughter was lying,
All in pity, covered in blood, under black hair,
On her chest wound ziyala.

You do not cry, do not worry, starenkaya have.
Not heal painful wounds.
I loved it and still love hot,
I did not know sorrow and delusion.

He left me in Olenburski forests
He went to Olenburskiyi steppes,
Tsyhanskaya A blood young, hot -
Not skuyesh his heart in chains.

In the dark night noise woke me spring -
Above me was a gypsy
And she asked me to help zheby -
In the tent, her daughter died.