Dumka na dwa serca [English translation]

My cloudy-eyed falcon

Ask the high mountains about me

Ask the wise forests about me

And set me free

My falcon, my transparent-one

Ask the rushing currents about me

Ask the wild flowers about me

And set me free, my dear

How am I supposed to ask the stars in the heavens?

They are jealous of your dowry:

Of your four chests of love

And your kindness

My dear

How am I supposed to ask other women?

They'll find my heart inside you

Though they know, they wont say

I wont be able to find you

My thundering falcon

Ask the famous steppes about me

Ask these fragrant steppe-shrubs about me

And set me free

Because of these ashy burial mounds

Because of all these Ukrainian farmsteads in the fire

I know no sleep, I measure the steppe

To find you

My dear

How am I supposed to ask the moon?

He's in love with your pupils

He'll put the Sun to death, he'll cover the steppe

I wont be able to find you

My dear

How am I supposed to ask a Cossack?

Who fell love sick

He'd set the world on fire from grief

If he lost you

Me

How am I supposed to ask the moon?

He's in love with your pupils

He'll put the Sun to death, he'll cover the steppe

You wont be able to find me

We're hypnotized, attentive

So modern to the point where

In a dark movie theater, secretly

We wipe away our tears