Ластівка з мого міста [Lastivka z mogo mista] [English translation]

A martin from my hometown

has taken away my warmth

and won't give it back,

and it has been cold for so long.

A martin from my hometown

has taken my sleep,

and once I wanted to take it back,

it had disappeared!

Hey, hold on, hold on, don't fly so high!

It's only you and I, only the two of us!

Hey, hold on, hold on, don't flee so far,

For you should know I'll find the martin from my town!

A martin from my hometown writes letters to me.

And while reading, I'm not sure whether it were you or not.

A martin from my hometown is knocking against someone's windowpane.

I know, the sky is a wilderness to it,

but I don't care!

Hey, hold on, hold on, don't fly so high!

It's only you and I, only the two of us!

Hey, hold on, hold on, don't flee so far,

For you should know I'll find the martin from my town!

Hey, hold on, hold on, don't you fly so high!

I'll let you know that I'm going to find the martin from my town.