Текст песни Владимир Шевченко - Тётя Фаня

Aunt Fanya, a school cleaner,
She fed me bitter beets
Aunt Fanya, an underground dwelling,
You and I haven't eaten for three days.

I breathed all the air under the boat,
There was a war, ringing shackles,
Aunt Fanya, because I was a foundling,
You, like a mother, caressed me.

Over my village, over Vereyka,
There was a hurricane of war,
Aunt Fanya, by you, a Jewess,
The homeless boy is saved.