Текст песни Сергій Солоний - Бій козаків у небі

A white cloud rises against a black cloud,
The sky threatens, lights out.
These are crested Cossacks and Janissaries
They buzzed, whirled around in the beetles!

Hey, the sky yataghans sparkle,
And above them the terrible spears of sich,
They are coming, they are being driven by the clouds
Crazy meadow guys!

Something in a hostile voice grunts,
And the ringing beats heard on the ground:
They then unleash the slaves of heaven
In the interstellar spaces of blacksmiths.

Black Janissary Clouds
Raspberry flags are like alive!
Celestial Light Scooter,
Age-old hoodies are breaking up!

Shattered spaces are dying,
Cossacks gathered in the sky,
And they sail to Sich across the sea
White seagulls, black and blue kayaks ...