Текст песни Казачья воля - Поехал казак во чужбину

Cossack went into exile distant
On the right horse on his raven.

His left Ukraine forever,
He did not return to the family home.

Napasno his young Cossack
And the morning and evening looking north.

And waiting, waiting for midnight with edge
When her dear Cossack arrive.

And there, just around the corner, where blizzards are twisted,
Where winter frosts are terrible crack,

Which moved in unison and pine and spruce,
Cossack bones lie under the snow.

Cossack and begged and begged, dying,
Barrow in his head:

& Quot; And let mound native viburnum
Growing and painted in bright colors.

Let freestyle bird, sitting on viburnum,
Sometimes proschebechet that song for me,

That once lived here Cossack abroad,
He remembered the sweet, native side ... & quot;