Текст песни Григорій Гаркуша - Моя Україно

On dews, on waters, on all transitions ...
Smoke me in cranberry keys:
My Ukraine, native country, |
Clear skies in the mother's eyes. | (2)

I hear your voice, your ear of wheat
He sows grain in my soul,
My Ukraine, viburnum-viburnum, |
I am lucky to know you. | (2)

Parting with thee, my bitter torment,
Sadness of a crane without a nest in a foreign land.
My Ukraine is a blonde hut, |
The sun shines on me from your window. | (2)