Текст песни тріо 'Золоті ключі' - Ой, у світі величезнім

Oh, in the forest of beech terrible battle was
Not one old mother and son be pozbula . | (2)

Lie the corpses as those bundles on all the expanse,
Left , graves were left on the field. | (2)

Rode soldier from Ukraine to crow horse,
Looked mohylonka signed with blood. | (2)

Charter Warrior of the ridge, the stone reads,
Dochytavsya name of his brother that his brother rests. | (2)

Arise , brother , stand up, native, with grave tseyi
Tiny letters and write a letter to his family . | (2)

Oh, I can not, brother , get up from the grave ,
My body bilesenke bonds grenades.