Текст песни Галина Безрук - Цвіте терен

Tsvite Teren Teren tsvite ,
Opadaє sheets ,
Hto in lyubovi not znaєtsya ,
That grief is not Knows .

But I was young divchina ,
That th grief arrogant ,
Vecheronki not doïla ,
Nichki not dospat .

Oh , I vizmu priselechko ,
I will vikontsya edge ,
Ische ochi not drimali ,
A vzhe go sontse .

Hoch drimayte not drimayte ,
You will not sleep :
Ere poïhav miy pretty
Inshoï shukati .