Текст песни Тріо Мареничі - Била мене мати

I had a birch rod for me
So I did not stand with a young recruiter
So I did not stand with a young recruiter

And I stood there until the cossacks were drowned
On the door water was felled, not sliced
On the door water was felled, not sliced

On the door, the water flicked on his fingers
To not have heard to have not cooked
To not have heard to have not cooked

And the mother did not sleep, she heard everything clean
Yes, and I did not cook myself was such
Yes, and I did not cook myself was such