Текст песни Тінь Сонця - Вітер

Freie horizon
Wild Wind traveled,
As pointed to Chortomlyk,
Grey Oak asked him:
"Is it really moved
Dear my last flower,
And no more grandchildren
Not yavlyatsya in the world?
Well, fly up with my leaves,
Look in Dnieper villages
I tell my words
Sad ...
Fly, even with my branches
By Desna to the Dniester and Bug,
In the mountains and in the forests scatter
My sadness ... "
"Cheer up, Santa,
- Rampant immediately replied
Even your living grandchildren,
I flew to everyone!
At Milky, Thank God
Stars of light came down,
All gathered in the road,
Surely pray to come ...
Sleep, Old, even for a moment rest;
You also guests on the night to greet this,
Horses in their Chortomlyk
Water...
Sleep Grandpa, keep leaves,
You are glorious flower family,
Do not worry, tomorrow and you
To march! "