Lyrics Анастасия Бондаренко - Из Луганска на Донецк
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Буйная головушка, с позывным Дубравушка,
После боя думушки, загрустил о матушке.
Провожала плакала, образок в ладонь брала.
На шнурочке оберег от беды его сберег. 2 раза
Припев:
Из Луганска на Донецк ехал раненый боец.
К мамке ехал, да к невесте, с той, с которой под венец.
От обиды да беды, распроклятой той войны,
А ему да много ль надо – мира, хлеба, да любви.
2.
Мама, мама, мамочка, ждет с похода казачка,
Хлебом, солью и теплом, ждет его в родимый дом.
В пояс до земли поклон, и под колокольный звон,
Будет Бога он молить, счастье ваших дней просить. 2 раза
Припев: 2 раза
Из Луганска на Донецк ехал раненый боец.
К мамке ехал, да к невесте, с той, с которой под венец.
От обиды да беды, распроклятой той войны,
А ему да много ль надо – мира, хлеба, да любви. 2 раза.
После боя думушки, загрустил о матушке.
Провожала плакала, образок в ладонь брала.
На шнурочке оберег от беды его сберег. 2 раза
Припев:
Из Луганска на Донецк ехал раненый боец.
К мамке ехал, да к невесте, с той, с которой под венец.
От обиды да беды, распроклятой той войны,
А ему да много ль надо – мира, хлеба, да любви.
2.
Мама, мама, мамочка, ждет с похода казачка,
Хлебом, солью и теплом, ждет его в родимый дом.
В пояс до земли поклон, и под колокольный звон,
Будет Бога он молить, счастье ваших дней просить. 2 раза
Припев: 2 раза
Из Луганска на Донецк ехал раненый боец.
К мамке ехал, да к невесте, с той, с которой под венец.
От обиды да беды, распроклятой той войны,
А ему да много ль надо – мира, хлеба, да любви. 2 раза.
Rampant little head, call sign Dubravushka,
After the fight dumushka, I became sad about my mother.
She saw off and cried, took the small image in her palm.
On a string, he saved him from trouble. 2 times
Chorus:
A wounded soldier was traveling from Luhansk to Donetsk.
I went to my mother, and to the bride, with the one with whom he was married.
From resentment and misfortune, cursed that war,
And he really needs a lot - peace, bread, and love.
2.
Mom, mom, mommy, a Cossack is waiting from the hike,
Bread, salt and warmth awaits him in his home.
Bow to the belt to the ground, and under the bell ringing,
He will pray to God, ask for the happiness of your days. 2 times
Chorus: 2x
A wounded soldier was traveling from Luhansk to Donetsk.
I went to my mother, and to the bride, with the one with whom he was married.
From resentment and misfortune, cursed that war,
And he really needs a lot - peace, bread, and love. 2 times.
After the fight dumushka, I became sad about my mother.
She saw off and cried, took the small image in her palm.
On a string, he saved him from trouble. 2 times
Chorus:
A wounded soldier was traveling from Luhansk to Donetsk.
I went to my mother, and to the bride, with the one with whom he was married.
From resentment and misfortune, cursed that war,
And he really needs a lot - peace, bread, and love.
2.
Mom, mom, mommy, a Cossack is waiting from the hike,
Bread, salt and warmth awaits him in his home.
Bow to the belt to the ground, and under the bell ringing,
He will pray to God, ask for the happiness of your days. 2 times
Chorus: 2x
A wounded soldier was traveling from Luhansk to Donetsk.
I went to my mother, and to the bride, with the one with whom he was married.
From resentment and misfortune, cursed that war,
And he really needs a lot - peace, bread, and love. 2 times.