Текст песни В.Петлюра - девочку одну,на колени брал,нежно целовал.

In the city park
girl one
I entertained with songs , poems .
On your knees take,
gently kissed
And looked with loving eyes .

Girls love -
You have to be rich ,
You have to be rich , and hence - a thief.
And went again
Under the new steal,
And met with the prosecutor .

The prosecutor shouted:
& quot; Oh, still got
For steel doors, behind bars ! & Quot;
I was bored in prison ,
By sweet longing ,
Remembering where its beauty.

Exactly one year later
I came out of the gate,
Somehow I managed to escape.
I thought , I will go ,
Sweet find ,
Former love resumes.

Finally found ,
To her came home ,
But sneaky girl changed .
& quot; You, boy , thief -
Here's my verdict.
And forget that I loved you .

Tomorrow the court again ,
Give me five years
And chase to the far side.
There will be the year
my youth
For such a vile girl.