Текст песни Na chuzhyni - Летом дужих крил

Summer stalwart wings flew our time -
Meeting, testimony sumerok eyes.
In my country, in the holy mountains,
Where the old Dnepr prostelyv your way.

Flashed momentarily somewhere dalychyni,
State your expectations ocean cut.
Oh, you go in exile there in America -
Leave Heart in holy mountains.

Put a lump of earth
As a reminder sadness and old Dnieper.
There, in exile in tears and Plea
Sections his pain sorrow for two.
Oh, there, in exile in tears and Plea
Sections his pain sorrow for two.

Desert land, the native side,
Parental threshold pasma blue mountains.
Oh, do not forget, I pray, the Holy Land,
Turn likely to Dnipro mountains.
Do not forget, I pray, the Holy Land,
Turn likely to Dnipro mountains.

America separated us for a long time ...