Текст песни Пётр Лещенко - Журавли

Here, under a stranger's sky, I am an unwelcome guest
I hear the cry of cranes flying away into the distance
| It hurts my heart to see birds caravans
| I accompany them to dear lands

They will sweep past the sorrowful crucifixes
Past old churches and big cities
| And when they return, they will open their arms to them
| Dear lands and my homeland

Rain and autumn, fog, bad weather and slush
They took the sight of tired people to me
| Oh, how my heart hurts, my heart wants to cry
| Stop the cranes crying over me

Now they are getting closer, I cry louder
As if they brought sorrowful news to me
| So where are you from, where are you from
| The cranes returned here for the night

But miracles will not be - I will not be a crane
Here under a strange sky, I remain forever
So fly faster to my Ukraine
Say hello to the cranes for me
Cranes my hello say goodbye
Ukraine-land and native side