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Music: Plato Mayboroda Lyrics: Andrey Malyshko

A song about a teacher
Music by Plato Mayboroda
words by Andriy Maleshko

1The sun rises and the grass rustles,
I see the path where you go, you dear,
My teacher, the star of the world,
Where to look, where to find you?
2. On the table are small notebooks,
The child chirps gold, gold
And cranes fly, fly in the sky.
The bell seems to ring in the young summer.
3. How many of us have grown up and flown away
On the paths of the earth in the clear blue in the blue.
And what do you have again and the path to class
Under the window in the school, the sycamore tree is making noise.
4. Your two sons were taken by the fronts
The warriors did not count the wounds, severe wounds.
You turned gray on the guerrilla night
Like gray frosts - not harvested flax
Yun comes again and the grass rustles
I know you by the fire, nowadays
My teacher, the dawn of the world.
In Ukraine, dear, on the native side.