Текст песни Тарас Григорович Шевченко - Дурні та гордії ми люди

Fools and we are proud people
In all ways, throughout everywhere
And rejoice that that's something we
And over land and water,
And from the chambers and the prisons
All kings and Neutral
Up despots - those kings
And on the throne and in captivity,
And yet it is in good faith,
For the mind will burn,
As a son of a lighthouse [them] Sea
Is that ... a worldly. It goes well
In our barn kostyaniy
Lit wise lighthouse
We poured oil
And sings a care -
Whether in an hour or attack.

Eagles, eagles you syzokryli,
While not trouble you dreamed
Though small, even for a while!
And there - under the bench in shynochku
Shovayetes in holodochku.
Fire extinguished at Heavenly,
And thuja kostyanu barn
Climbed pigs without with pitch,
Like in a puddle, and soput.
And well done, that forge
In the hands dobriyi chains
And glasses in hand do not give
Or a knife, and it would be premature
Thoroughly from disasters be drunk,
And then began to cry out of pity
And the father, mother cursed
And those who kept to the cross.
And then what - and ran
Pork blood, like tar,
With your pig livers.
And...