Текст песни Виктор Петлюра - В городском саду

In the city park
   one girl
   I was entertained with songs, poems.
   On your knees I took,
   Gently kissing
   And I watched with adoring eyes.
    
   Girls love -
   The rich have to be,
   The rich have to be so - a thief.
   And I went away again
   Under the new steal,
   So he met with the prosecutor.
    
   The prosecutor shouted:
   "Ah, still got
   For steel doors, behind bars! "
   I missed in prison,
   As sweet yearning,
   Remembering where its beauty.
    
   Exactly one year later
   I came out of the gate,
   Somehow I managed to get free.
   I thought, I will go,
   Nice find,
   The former love will resume.
    
   Finally, it found,
   To it came home,
   But despicable girl changed.
   "You, boy, thief -
   Here's my verdict.
   And forget that I loved you.
    
   Tomorrow the court again,
   I will give five years
   And the hunt in the far side.
   There will be the year,
   my youth
   For such a vile girl.