Lyrics Чубай Тарас Та Скрябiн - Січовий стрілець
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Вступ:
C |
Am F G | (2)
C G
Повіяв вітер степовий,
C
Трава ся похилила.
F G |
Впав в бою стрілець січовий, |
A* F G C | (2)
Дівчина затужила. |
А був то хлопець молодий,
Його б лишень кохати.
Він впав, як той сухий листок, |
Повік буде лежати. |(2)
Програш (на тему вступу).
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Та й жалібненько кряче:
"Вставай, козаче молодий, |
Твоя дівчина плаче!" |(2)
Заплаче мати не одна,
Заплаче й чорнобрива.
Бо не одного козака, |
Сира земля накрила. |(2)
Програш (на тему вступу).
Повіяв вітер степовий,
Трава ся похилила.
Впав в бою стрілець січовий, |
Дівчина затужила. | (2)
Introduction:
C |
Am F G | (2)
C G
The steppe wind blew,
C
The grass tilted.
F G |
Sich's archer fell in battle, |
A * F G C | (2)
The girl grew tired. |
And it was a young man,
I would just love him.
He fell like that dry leaf, |
The eyelid will lie. | (2)
Loss (on the topic of entry).
Crows fly from other sides
And he cries plaintively:
"Get up, young Cossack, |
Your girl is crying! "| (2)
More than one mother will cry,
The blackbeard will cry too.
For not one Cossack, |
The damp earth covered. | (2)
Loss (on the topic of entry).
The steppe wind blew,
The grass tilted.
Sich's archer fell in battle, |
The girl grew tired. | (2)
C |
Am F G | (2)
C G
The steppe wind blew,
C
The grass tilted.
F G |
Sich's archer fell in battle, |
A * F G C | (2)
The girl grew tired. |
And it was a young man,
I would just love him.
He fell like that dry leaf, |
The eyelid will lie. | (2)
Loss (on the topic of entry).
Crows fly from other sides
And he cries plaintively:
"Get up, young Cossack, |
Your girl is crying! "| (2)
More than one mother will cry,
The blackbeard will cry too.
For not one Cossack, |
The damp earth covered. | (2)
Loss (on the topic of entry).
The steppe wind blew,
The grass tilted.
Sich's archer fell in battle, |
The girl grew tired. | (2)