Петлюра - Белая Береза
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I planted a birch in the yard outside the window,
He became elegant and more beautiful than our house was before.
Fresh morning wind trembles a little blue,
We parted with you with this birch.

We do not need to regret the departed summer,
After all, there is still love in the world,
We don’t have to regret it, let the thunderstorms rage,
After all, we still have a white birch,
After all, we still have a white birch ...
After all, we still have a white birch ...

There will be our birch green under the window,
And about the past, as before we will remind us later.
And in the branches of her tender nightingales will be captured,
Everything will be as before, but without our love.

We do not need to regret the departed summer,
After all, there is still love in the world,
We don’t have to regret it, let the thunderstorms rage,
After all, we still have a white birch,
After all, we still have a white birch ...
After all, we still have a white birch ...