Текст песни Вадим Свой при уч. Витя Сенс - Мне не стыдно что я украинец

we had so much but who is able to have everything away
rusty chain country Bound blindfolded tighter rags
and the right to decide who unwittingly put on it his seal
We have lost so much but in honor of his fierce centuries with fire

I'm not ashamed that I am Ukrainian or as they say there hahol
in my veins boils Ukraine and in the chest knocking spirit Cossacks
I will not run headlong into nowhere like a slave
then my vet land and forests and fields and the ringing of the bell tower there

and so should be ashamed who vpervuju country torn into pieces
who is proud of what he earned on the tears of mothers and unhappiness
who trampled underfoot flag publicly spit on morality and conscience
all you supporters of Lucifer you the same with him forever and burn

I appeal to the brothers and sisters of those whose souls are not spoiled by poison
vet expanses one we have with you and the country is one of the window
and no matter the east or west or whether on the right then to the left of the Dnieper eh you
Ukraine vet inseparable know not collapse bridges with height

I'm not ashamed that I am Ukrainian or as they say there hahol
in my veins boils Ukraine and in the chest knocking spirit Cossacks
I will not run headlong into nowhere like a slave remember
that the earth is mine and forests and fields, and ringing the bell tower there

narodivsya i virіs I immediately de mogutnі field zatsvіtut
de lіsa i vіtri mov zhivі nache quietly Tobi schos shepochut
i dumb pereshkod we have movі you in Russian chi Ukraїnskіy
and one indivisible Will podaruє our souls vsіm spokіy

per second of tіlo s you put freedom svoєї kraїni
The Best mіstsya to heaven do not bachiv nіzh kvіtucha My Ukraine
pіdnіmu over them I Prapor Shinyo-zhovtі moї kolori
i do not require us to battle The Weapon Bo nebі svoї prapory

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Tomorrow a new day we will open the door
and we see a strong country
we all hope and believe the soul
it did not know the more we war

I would want that in our sky
svetilolo sun of peace and love
and that used in my country born children
what would a mother not poured their tears