Текст песни Георгий Виноградов - Ой, черешня украинская

On a moonlit May night
The boguns walked forward,
And in the cherry gardens
Soloveiko sings.

On the bay and brown
They rush to Kiev,
On Semyon Petlyura,
On his smoke.

Chorus:
Defeated the white gang
Our strength is gigantic.
Oh, you, early ripening cherry,
Oh, Ukrainian cherry!

That is not in sonorous kobza
Strikes the palm, -
Shchors commands: "Lads,
Open fire! "

The nightingale was frightened away
Soloveiko fell silent ...
How the bullets fell
To the Petliura regiment! ..

Chorus.

Oh, the road is flowing
In Haidamak's blood.
Don't touch our huts,
Don't pick our cherries! ..

The cry in Bohunia is heard
Shchors rushes to Kiev,
Both cherries and cherries
He tears up a full handful!

Chorus.