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A nationwide project, based on recording a video clip to the song "Clack, clack.", which talks about longing, conscience and responsibility for the memory of our origin. Please follow the link to find details: https://zrzutka.pl/en/uhrxcs

A v misyaci oktyabri vypala porosha

Artist: Zartivlyvi, satyrychni pisni

Lyrics and music author:

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A v misyaci oktyabri vypala porosha,
Tym did babu polyubyv, shcho duze chorosha.

Nema zubiv, ni ochey, ni ruky pravoyi,–
Did tupaye kolo baby, yak kray molodoyi.

Uzyav babu za ruchenku, poviv u sadochok:
– Ty z moya lyuba, myla, dorohyi cvitochok!

Povernuvshy iz sadochka, poviv u svitlycyu,
Povazaye svoyu babu, yak tu molodycyu.

Posadyvshy na krovati, stav pylno dyvyt'sya,
Ohlyadyt'sya, az i baba zovsim ne hodyt'sya:

I slipaya, i kryvaya, i shche k tomu zlaya,
Vse svaryt'sya, vse vorchyt', protyv dida ne movchyt'.

Stav did rich yiy hovoryt', stav babu draznyty,
I sposobu dobyrav, yak babu pobyty.

Cilovav, mylovav i po shchokach lyaskav,
I sam didok utomyvsya, poky babu vkos'kav.

Cilovav, mylovav, pobyv babu da y prohnav;
– Oce tobi, vraza babo, shchob ty znala miy nrav.

Kudy z tebe povesty, chy v chatu, chy v siny?
Povedu tebe v svynyshnyk, shchob svyni iz’yily!

Baba bachyt', shcho bida, ta stala prosyt'sya:
– Miy syvyi holubonku, za shcho z nam byt'sya?

Did od sercya odiyshov da y do baby pryishov:
– Idy, babo, vmyisya, prekrasno vberysya.

Nadivay ty dorohoye i vsyakeye billya,
Chochu tebe povesty choch raz na vesillya!

Baba sylno izradila, stala prybyrat'sya,
– Oy dumayu, syv holube, lasky spodivat'sya!

Prybralasya vo vsi vbory i vo vsi naryady:
– Teper mene, syv holube, kudy choch provady.

Uzyav babu za ruchenku, za prekrasnu vrodu
I, zavivshy na mostovi, da y upchnuv u vodu.

Babka sylno zakrychala: "Ryatuy mene, druze!
Nashcho mene syudy vpchnuv? Tut hlyboko duze!"

Stav did rich hovoryt': "Ottu, babo, kaysya!
Tut cholodnenka vodycya, trishky pokupaysya!"

Oy shcho baba vyrne, to did kyikom dvyne...
Poty baba bulkotala, poky tam propala!

Ide didok i radiye, i v doloni pleshche:
– Oy koly ya zdorov budu, ozenyu sya ishche!

Koly ohlyadyt'sya,– az i zovsim ne hodyt'sya!
Stav sam sobi bozytysya: "Ne budu zenyt'sya!

Nechay tiyi zenyat'sya, kotri molodiyi,
Nechay berut' choch stariyi, aby ne slipiyi.

Starenkaya babka dobryi borshchyk varyt',
A slipaya da kryvaya chudoby izbavyt'!"




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