Текст песни Поверье - Ой на Івана тай на Купала

Oh John , and Midsummer ,
There divchynonka picking flowers .

Flowers collected in puchechky put her ,
By the river carried in water allowed.

- Oh worlds , the sun, the world, and not Gray ,
To my whisk and burned .

To my corolla remained alive ,
To cute to hand dostavsya .

Oh John , and Midsummer ,
There divchynonka picking flowers .

Flowers collected , the river bore ,
Oh John , and Midsummer .