Текст песни Алесь Камоцкі - Груган

Above me in the blue sky
The blackest of the grugans,
Don't fly closer, don't need to,
The time has not yet come.

That you boil dissolve
Over my head, brother?
Do you feel consumed?
I'm not yours yet.

I'm still bandaging the wound
On the verge of death,
But you can't fool fate -
I will not live until night.

Take off, grugan, high,
Curl up in your homeland.
Who died for the Motherland,
You mom pass.

And say hello to your beloved,
Yes, another news -
Pass it on, don't wait -
I married another.

Took the silent bride
From persistent suitors -
I was crowned by a bullet
In a clear field under a bush.

Circling in the black sky,
The whitest of the grugans
Inevitably and calmly
Drops behind me.