Ой, у лузі червона калина похилилася.Чогось наша славна Україна зажурилася.А ми тую червону калину підіймемо,А ми нашу славну Україну, гей! гей! розвеселимо!
"Crom, I have never prayed to you before. I have no tongue for it. No one, not even you, will remember if we were good men or bad,Why we fought or why we died. No, all that matters is that two stoo