The Wind с переводом на украинский

Did you hear the wind singing
And crying like a lonely child?
Did you see the wind flying
Dressed in yellov, red and white?

He is merrily playing in boughs.
Caressing the braids of a willow-tree.
You can heat his joyful sounds.
So happy he is, so free.

Sometimes he is crying bitterly
Like a seagull over the see.
Sobbing and mourning lonely
With no one near to see.

But why is he crying bitterly?
And why is he weeping alone?
For whom is he singing loydly?
Of what is he singing and moan?

He is crying and weeping and moaning
Because he is always alone
He is flying and sighing, and roaring
And looking for someone to love.

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В?тер

Ви чули, як в?тер сп?ва?
? плаче, як хворе дитя?
Як весело в кронах шуга?
? пестить тремтливе г?лля?

Як чайкою б’?ться над морем,
Зд?ймаючи хвил? крут?,
Як швидко проноситься морем
? стихне десь там в самот??

Кому ж бо в?н п?сню сп?ва??
? кличе кого ув? сн??
Так щемко чому в?н з?тха?
В буремн?? ноч? ? дн??

Розв?яти тугу в?н хоче,
Шукаючи десь забуття,
А листя так н?жно шепоче
? чути слова каяття.

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