How wide are your fields, Ukraine, Like the greenness of your fox. I fly over them like a heavenly bird, Wonder at the beauty. Like your lakes are pigeons, Ukraine, Like freshwater rivers. Without revealing anything to become for me Stink for the brightest faces. You have nourished your land, Ukraine, Lanami from Sonyakhiv-Kvitiv I harvested the golden wheat – The most beautiful thing in the whole world. The gloomy poplars stick out to you That dark twilight. Happy in the gardens the apple trees make you laugh, And you eat sweets. I’ll bloom from my snow-white cherry blossoms You are still so young. And the whole world has chervonishes without a doubt Your viburnum lips. You have the most favored language from the world, Your favorite songs. Ti usya is so beautiful and wonderful, Like a bright and beautiful dream. And you have the most beautiful people, Ukraine, I want whoever is there without saying anything. You will be like this for me until I die, For God Himself sent me to you! 2004 r.
