Франсуа [Fransua] [English translation]

Today everything is not like it was before,

Today is your plane to Paris,

The warmth is flying away to the south,

And you're still standing by.

The moment passes, and we are separated

By the blueness of the lonely clouds.

I'm thinking about you all the time:

You're in the sky, you're alone now.

François, François, return to Ukraine,

François, François, you're the only one for me,

François, François, I'm writing the letters far away,

François, the storks bring them to you, François.

Let the rain in the native France

Will remind you of my tears,

I'm also thinking about you,

We're side by side in every dream.

You're writing that you've never

Loved anyone in you life like me.

And I'm writing to you in every letter

The only thing:

François, François, return to Ukraine,

François, François, you're the only one for me,

François, François, I'm writing the letters far away,

François, the storks bring them to you, François.

• Artist:Irina Bilyk