Бандуристе, орле сизий [Sierota] [English translation]
Бандуристе, орле сизий [Sierota] [English translation]
Bandura player, the dove-colored eagle,
You are well, my brother -
You've got the wings and you've got the strength,
You have time to fly.
Now you're flying to Ukraine.
Everybody's waiting for you.
I would like to fly behind you,
But will someone greet me?
Chorus:
I'm an alien, I am alone here,
And in Ukraine as well.
I am an orphan there, my dove,
Like in foreign land.
Why then the heart is beating, tearing?
I am alone even there.
Alone... but Ukraine,
But the broad steppes.
There wind will blow,
It will speak like a brother,
There is freedom there, in the broad field,
There is the blue sea there.
It plays, it glorifies God,
It drives the sadness away.
There the graves speak
to the wild wind in the steppes.
They speak being sad,
That's how they speak.
It was once, but now it's gone,
It will never return again.
I would like to fly and listen to them,
I would like to cry with them.
But alas, fate tamed me
Among the foreign people.
Chorus:
I'm an alien, I am alone here,
And in Ukraine as well.
I am an orphan, my dove,
As in foreign land.
Why then the heart is beating, tearing?
I am alone even there.
Alone... but Ukraine,
But the broad steppes.
Bandura player, the dove-colored eagle,
You are well, my brother -
You've got the wings and you've got the strength,
You have time to fly.
Now you're flying to Ukraine.
Everybody's waiting for you.
I would like to fly behind you...
Behind you...
Behind you...
- Artist:Irina Bilyk
- Album:Bilyk