Текст песни Наталя Бучинська - Я з людьми поділюся добром

Word materі naputnє,
Zmalku skhodzhenі field
Chebretseva nezabutnya
Despair, Batkivska land.
The edge of glory roznіssya're Mine,
Pliny Zoryane Shlyakhov,
Sonts skroplene Polissya
Zupinilos pid vіknom.

I h podіlyusya good people,
Dwellers Nadiya not zgasla in lyudinі,
Won dwellers prorostala grain
Yak Bulo odvіku in Ukraїnі.

I h podіlyusya good people,
Dwellers Nadiya not zgasla in lyudinі,
Won dwellers prorostala grain
Yak Bulo odvіku in Ukraїnі.

Of I have lost zіrnitsyah,
Nache pam'yat at Meni,
Nache dimkіvska Krynica
W air Zoryane on dnі.
The edge of glory roznіssya're Mine,
Pliny Zoryane Shlyakhov,
Sonts skroplene Polissya
Zupinilos pid vіknom.

I h podіlyusya good people,
Dwellers Nadiya not zgasla in lyudinі,
Won dwellers prorostala grain
Yak Bulo odvіku in Ukraїnі.

I h podіlyusya good people,
Dwellers Nadiya not zgasla in lyudinі,
Won dwellers prorostala grain
Yak Bulo odvіku in Ukraїnі.

I h podіlyusya good people,
Dwellers Nadiya not zgasla in lyudinі,
Won dwellers prorostala grain
Yak Bulo odvіku in Ukraїnі.

I h podіlyusya good people,
Dwellers Nadiya not zgasla in lyudinі,
Won dwellers prorostala grain
Yak Bulo odvіku in Ukraїnі.
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