Текст песни Чорна рада - Білосніжка

The sun rises over the mountains, opens the gates of heaven,
There was a beam in the window, there was no sunrise.

There are black shutters in the hut, a white bed in the photo,
In bed that lies the princess, and that is called Snow White.

Wakes up in the morning, washed with dew,
Every day in an embroidered shirt and with a braided braid.
She doesn't need pearls or bouquets of marigolds,
Dwarves have long since died, and there are no princes in the mountains.

There are black shutters in the hut, a white bed in the photo,
So her life passes, Snow White falls asleep.