Текст песни Львівські музики - Йшли селом партизани

Words: Jaroslav Nudyk
Music: Sergei Samolyuk

There were a village, Rural guerrillas went,
On the Ukrainian land, involuntary land.
And each weapon was shoulder,
And every sorrow and pain in the head.

They were sad for the whole Ukraine,
And for the burnt huts and felled garden
For this song, which you have heard before, Nightingale,
But it was no way back.

For the way back - it is slavery,
And hiding in the forest will not we.
We will go forward - and seize freedom,
Ukraine we are faithful to their sons.

Some of them started a song and it sounded
For all the Carpathian Mountains, the entire native land,
To know everything - Ukraine risen!
You fly, our lean up on Nebokray!

And not all will return from the battle alive
And do not wait for all dear family.
Remember you to remember such
Remember them always, Ukrainian land.

There were a village, Rural guerrillas went,
On the Ukrainian land, involuntary land.
And each weapon was shoulder,
And every sorrow and pain in the head.