Текст песни Квітка Цісик - Сіріли у сумерка півночі шатра

Cyril Twilight in the north tent
Stood like bezrusi in black , forest,
Only a clear sparkling rays bonfire
I poured host hello.

Above figures Vatra young, boyish ,
Presented in gold the words that poured ,
About the glory of the past , the dream hot,
On the freedom that comes before.

Zasluhalys cedars ґorґanskoyi night
And murmur went through the valleys , top,
Burning zeal yunatskiyi eyes
And the power born in the hearts .

Extinguished fire still burning dreams
Kinchyla his years spellbound night
Far to the east bahrily horizon,
Risen ustrich morning .

And the power born in the hearts .