Текст песни Г. Шевченко - В чистом небе Донецком

In a clear sky Donetsk
Pigeon flock
Catching up with the steppe breeze.
Following fly without tar,
This song is simple -
Song miner difficult roads.

What do you know about the sun,
If you were not mine,
If you see the sun in the morning.
Only he appreciates the sun
And the high sky,
Who rose at dawn the Highlands.

Do not look a friend
At the miners' hands -
Since they are not washed away by the Donetsk coal.
You in the eye and in the hearts of them
Look relatives -
There is lit golden light.

So let evenings
Young winds
With white apple blows outfit.
And let the evening
Over native copra
Lights, like rubies, burn ...