Текст песни Чорна вишиванка - Луна Чорного Лісу

Nintendo lіsom yde povstantsіv zagіn
Of I have a skin lads Dumka,
Nache in rіdnu domіvku vertaєtsya vіn,
Cry of the Black vіstuna.
Pіslya Dovga boїv Rani znov heal,
A Chubakha molodih Sivina.
Turn to the house to sleep i spokіyno
There, de lіsu the Black Moon! The Moon! ..

Tіlki smutok i bіl at the sight of a young,
Hoch on svitu buyaє spring.
Not dіvochі pisni zustrіchatimut їh,
Strіne lіsu the Black Moon.

Galyavov on deaf dubovі Chrest
Quiet bratіv i sisters scho took vіyna.
And listі thick leash vіter whistle
Lament of the Black lіsu moon.
Wee grudmi zustrіchali witch Vogon,
MoU dushі UKRAINE one.
Your heart with very warm materinskih Dolon
Grіє lіsu the Black Moon! The Moon! ..

I on ninіshnіy day vіkovih oaks,
De Lead їm postinav bark,
Krovotochivі Rani pam'yat yak about them
In the Black Hori lіsu moon.

I on ninіshnіy day їhnya pіsnya dzvenit,
Yak natyagnuta God string
Not Won stihaє not zmovka ni on Mit,
Cry of the Black lіsu moon!
Not Won stihaє not zmovka ni on Mit,
Cry of the Black lіsu moon!
Cry of the Black lіsu moon!