Текст песни Г. Шевченко - В чистом небе Донецком

In the pure sky Donetsk
Pigeons flock
Catching up with the steppe breeze.
Following fly without tar,
This song is simple -
Song miner difficult roads.

What do you know about the sun,
If you were not mine,
If you see the sun in the morning.
Only he appreciates the sun
And the high sky,
Who rose from dawn Highlands.

Do not look friend
In the hands of miners -
Since they are not washed away by the Donetsk coal.
You are in my eyes and in their hearts
Look relatives -
They lit golden light.

So let the evening
Young winds
With white apple blows outfit.
And let the evening
Above the native copra
Wisps like rubies, burn ...