Текст песни B.melody - За лісів за морів далеких

Snіg falls on the old hut,
 Of Poor, nebagatu.
 Snіg falls from my soul -
 Nache bіly Ptah.
 A yak vіn ceased to fall,
 Then nebі mіsyats becoming.
 Vіn rozpovіv scho bachiv you from foreign lands.

 Prispіv:
 W of morіv, s of distant lіsіv
 Bring on vesnі Lelekov
 Tvіy privіt i Zi pisni specs,
 Scho zіgrіyut Bi snі. Stork,
 Not nesіt not nesіt not required
 That privіt vіdnesіt the sky,
 OAO All Zagubіt pisni have nochah-
 Not vіzmu їh. I do not want.

 I hotіv amour zabut
 Sam, yak mіsyats in nebі, Buti,
 Ptah to Zirok zlіtati
 Q nochuvat in gayah.
 Ale Je rozluka in svіtі
 I'm not the I mozhu zletіti,
 Bo polіt have direct Creel -
 In foreign lands.

 Prispіv.