Текст песни Мар'яна Садовська - Ой, попід гай зелененький... Ballad of Dovbush

Oh, under the grove greenbacks
He walks a young Dovbush.
He's lean leg,
Hatchets be holden,

To Angles can not escape,
By Kosmach and back.
By Kosmach and to the call,
By Shtefanovoyi women.

And will you open,
Whether we should break down the door?
Dovbush shoulder inserts,
Stefan in Dovbusha shoots!

As potsilyv the right shoulder,
A left blood be flowing.
And you guys, you are great,
Take me to toportsi.

Take me to the axes,
Enter an in Black Mountain,
In Montenegro, the mountain,
Where is born - they die.

Where born father and mother,
There I will die.
And you guys running, jogging,
Sweeps the snow paths ...