Текст песни Рокаш - Балада пра ліцьвіна

I'll be back to where people Litvinsky
Whatever lives freely.
I'll be back to where a fortune
A century duda sings to us.

I saw the evening of happy people,
What was collected in the harvest fields.
After working for freedom and happiness for all
Old Lirnyk for the people sang.

CHORUS:
The hand of the enemy broke the string,
A horse under the rider grunted.
Brother, Litvin, rise, this is our land,
This is our forest free singing.

I saw how the winds towards black
Rose from the graves of soldiers.
Until the last breath in his hands clasped
Shestoperov, swords, axes.

Do not hover over the hostile country flag
We were under the heel of strange not to be.
Shall we, as wall as in our midst
Duke Algirdas around us is.

However, the brothers, for our region free
In sechu go with a smile in his eyes.
With us force us the truth, at us through time,
Shines our land free flag.

CHORUS.