Текст песни Николай Платонов - Нiч яка мiсячна, зоряна, ясная

Night is one month, the star, of course,
Evidently, though the needle assembly.
Go forth, kohanaya, heavy work,
Although hvylynonku in a grove.

Vkupi we sit here under viburnum -
And Mr. lords I!
Look, my rybonko: a silver wave
Creeping fog in the field.

Nezmiryane sky, strewn with stars -
What a strange beauty!
There under the stars a silver poplars
Playing bubble dew.

You're not afraid, that nizhenky bosiyi
Dip in cold dew:
I you virnuyu, until hatynonky
Odnesu himself on his hands.

You're not afraid, that freeze, lebedonko,
Heat - neither the wind, nor the clouds.
I embrace you to their hearts,
And it sticks, like heat.