Текст песни Ундервуд - Тарас Бульба

Look for me, look, in the steppes I look for me
Between the Tsoregraph and Moscow, birds fly
And if I have bad water get drunk
She to sit on my chest and again the enemy I dream
Look for me, look, in the steppes I look for me
Again the Dnieper broke, he is full of passion and freedom
And I would get away from here with you and anyway
I will not correct the great peoples

Look for me, look, in the steppes I look for me
Zaporizhia walks behind the thrash
Letter to Turkish Sultan Fackers hold a speech:
VIM VIUM DUKE WORDS, LIVE WEELK SICK

Look for me, look, in the steppes I look for me
I have disappeared between the lines and the great shelves
I went friendship with death, I sang in the night with wolves
Bustor of blazing love I raked my hands