Червона Рута [Chervona Ruta] [English translation]

You said to me,

Why you have that goblets

Without you I all days

In trap of sadness.

Maybe somewhere in forests

You had found drink

But found out sun-rue

And charmed me?

Bordeaux mint

Don't find it in the evening, -

You are my the one,

Only you, believe.

'Cuz your beauty -

It's clear water,

It's fast water

From blue mountains.

I see you in my dream,

In green copses.

On forgotten ways

You come to me.

I don't need that you give

Me flower of hope,

'Cuz many times ago

You came into my dreams.