Текст песни Степан Горбик - Зустріли небеса

Text: Lyudmila Maximlyuk
Music: Stepan Gorbik

And hundreds have already met heaven ...
Flying was easy, though the Maidan was sobbing ...
And with the blood mixed tears,
And the father has not yet released his son ..

And God wept when he saw the detachment:
In front - a centurion, young, beautiful
And a young boy wearing a blue helmet,
And the summer teacher - gray - gray

And their wounds no longer hurt them ...
Yellow-blue flag covered their body ...
Like an angel's wings, flying backwards,
The heavenly hundred flew to Viri.

(Original text of the poem)