Oy u poli u shyrokomu kombayner mashynu viv,
/ Neznayomu chornookuyu polisyanochku zustriv. / 2
Yiyi ochi syayut' zoramy, moho sertsya kvitne may,
/ Ponad ridnymy prostoramy lyne pisnya pro nash kray. / 2
Tak proyshly khvylyny licheni, vin vid shchastya promovchav,
/ Shche v zhytti takoyi divchyny vin nikoly ne strichav. / 2
Kolosyt'sya lan pshenytseyu, sribni rosy rozkyda.
/ Po stezhyni lyne ptytseyu trudivnytsya moloda. / 2
Both Miklos
Vasylyna Tkachuk
Olga Karapata
2017-10-11