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A traditional Ukrainian folk song

A little river flows, so narrow and small,
If I wish, I can step across it all.
Give me away, my dear mother mine,
To whom my heart chooses, let me be thine.

As she gave me away, she warned me so:
“Do not visit, do not come back home.”
“But if you return, my daughter dear,
I will drive you from this house, I fear.”

One year passed, then another flew by,
By the third, she longed and sighed.
She turned into a gray cuckoo bird,
And flew to visit, unheard, unseen.

She flew into the garden, green and wide,
And sat on the viburnum tree outside.
She began to call, to cry her pain,
How hard it is to live on foreign land.

The mother sits by the little window near,
Embroidering a towel, thread by thread sincere.
And the youngest brother, unaware of the truth,
Loads his rifle in restless youth.

“Allow me, mother, let me be,
To kill that cuckoo on the tree.
For her calling brings sorrow and despair,
It’s hard to live when grief fills the air.”

“I will not allow it, my dear son,
To harm that little bird, not one.
For that cuckoo, like my own child,
Suffers far away, on чужині wild.