Hey about the sea of Raven
There the soldier takes the saddle
Honey’s crying, honey’s waving,
But the homeland calls for battle
[chorus:]
Hey, hey, hey you falcons
Home awaits, you know you will be welcome
Ring-o, ring-o, chimes are ringing
Hearts of prairies, keep on singing
She is home alone, my darling
My dear love, my little starling.
As I roam the lands of horror
Here I can’t help yearning for her
Miss you, miss you, my beloved
Miss my field and skies above it
Miss you, miss you, tell me whether
We will ever be together?
Pour some, pour some, don’t betray me
If I die, be sure to lay me
In my field with skies above it
In the land of my beloved
Hej Sokoly! Гей, Соколи! English Translation
© Copyright: Иван Неясыть, 2025
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