Текст песни Степан Вірстюк - Коли впаду я

Words / Nazare ROZLUTSKYY

When I fall, blood orosyvshy
Hot ground skroplenu rain -
Muslin skirt Dnieper
Ment would sweep quiet indescribable.

And slopes willow spit on me,
And last wipe his forehead.
And then spring, or maybe fall,
As thousands of times already.

And my soul will fly in the whirlwind,
For by the sun, somewhere in Navi world
Where ancestors in light gray shirts
Odviku keep our earthly family.

And through my body sprout grass,
And embrace his raw land.
And as always: Morning glow
Zminyatyme vechirnyaya star.

And pass away a year or maybe two hundred,
And burn step in the new Bourne
And where I lay, in this place uttermost
Proskache back rider on horseback.

It looks like - and yet another,
Hot, dare, young man,
No better and no worse,
With the same self - Cossack.

It will be dark brown eyes
And Sabre compressed tightly in his hand.
And he goes into battle joyfully and willingly,
How were once his grandfathers and fathers.

 Again naprorochyt spring sun,
In the cycle will return.
When I fall ... I then rise again,
For death in battle - a thirst for life.

                   Nazar ROZLUTSKYY