Ніч яка місячна, зоряна, ясная,Видно, хоч голки збирай;Вийди, коханая, працею зморена,Хоч на хвилиночку в гай!
Сядем укупочці тут під калиною,I над панами я пан!Глянь, моя рибонько, - срібною хвилеюСтелеться в полі туман.
Ти не лякайся, що свої ніженькиВмочиш в холодну росу,Я ж тебе, вірная, аж до хатинонькиСам на руках однесу.
Ти не лякайся, що змерзнеш, лебедонько,Тепло - ні вітру, ні хмар,Я тебе пригорну до свого серденька,А воно палке, як жар.
The night is so moonlit, so starry, so brightThere's so much light you could gather needles*Come, my love, weary with toilIf just for one minute to the grove
Don't be afraid that you'll get your feet wet in the cold dewI will carry you home, my dear one, I will carry you homeI will carry you home, my dear one, I will carry you home
Don't be afraid to get cold, honeyIt's warm, there's neither wind nor clouds,I will hold you close to my heart, which is as hot as flameI will hold you close to my heart, which is as hot as flame
The grove is so beautiful, rays scattered all over it, it's as if it's dreaming or lost in its thoughtsLook, on that tall thin aspent a leaf is trembling so playfully.The sky is deep, all covered in stars - oh this God-given beauty!The fine dew under the poplars twinkles like pearls.
The night is so moonlit, so starry, so brightThere's so much light you could gather needlesCome, my love, weary with toilIf just for one minute to the groveCome, my love, weary with toilIf just for one minute to the grove