Song about Cossack Golota


That is not a flock of crows flew
Under the willow feast to feast -
Haydamaky and Germans tried
Our land on the part of the break.
So strong was the land is,
They did not have to ransack her -
Our falcons and sokolyata
Swept away like smoke, crow!

Chorus:
Do not mow our sword sharp,
The enemy's bullets did not kill him.
We meet the enemy simply:
We beat, beat and will beat!

The wide steppes, swamps,
According Volyn prickly stubble -
There Ukrainian Cossack Golota
Like the wind, walk on horseback.
Oh, Golota, you wonder not walk a minute:
Sever pany Ukraine
Then increase quickly horse-ka
To protect the native land!

Chorus.

Golota And the mighty rose
He gripped iron fist.
And vorogov Terrible cloud
Flew Ukrainian Cossack.
Porassypalis slippery pans,
Haidamak system crumbled,
A growing giant Golota
And singing a cheerful song!

Chorus.

There were a lot of different hunters
Until a rich Soviet land -
Broken off side waste,
Yes and legs barely carried away.
Not decayed their black bones,
Not forgotten spirited affairs.
Let them come uninvited guests,
Let them go, if life is not sweet!

Chorus.

We were able to well before
Get even with enemies in battle,
And now to my last breath
We will fight for his land.
The whole nation will rise fiercely and courageously,
Like an eagle on the protection of the nest,
Do not make us slaves,
Anyone, for anything, ever!

Chorus.
Do not mow our sword sharp,
The enemy's bullets did not kill him.
We meet the enemy simply:
We beat, beat and will beat! 1937