Grieve Ukraine, nothing to live for
The horde trampled with their horses the smallest children...
MARUSHA BOHUSLAVKA
Oh, Turkish lands, with your devilish beliefs!
Yes you, with your hunger for silver and gold
and your costly thirst for pitiable slaves
From our world abducted and forced into pitiable slavery to you,
You hostile lands and devilish faith be cursed.
Oh, how hard it is on me, oh, how I suffer
my fate that forced me to leave behind my mother
and my woods, my green groves so wildly blooming!
Day and night I think about Ukraine!
To overflow the steep sea-coasts,
Hey, hey, hey! For freedom.
Glorious Cossacks gathered,
Hey, hey, hey! To rescue from captivity.
Then they were taken into miserably slavery Suffering they learned to know well:
The shackles on their arms and legs ate away their skin and lay it open to the bones
The bodies of the Cossacks rotted away...
Sometimes the poor slaves glanced at the blood on their body
And cursed these hostile lands with their devilish beliefs.
Then the captive girl undertook it to go to the dungeons,
and unbolt the prison.
All the poor Cossack slaves, she set free to their liberty!
Scenario & direction - Nina Vasilenko art director Youry Skirda
music Lev Kolodub Animation:
Nina Churilova, Anatoly Solin, Vitaly Bobrov
text is read by A. Arkhipov Consultant V Sidorenko
script editor Svetlana Kutsenko camera Grigory Ostrovsky
Assistants M Lumelskaya, A Nazarenko, S Teslenko O Deryazhnaya, O Malova
Production of filmstudio Kievnauch film 1966
The End Many thanks to Vitaliy for the Ukrainian transcription & help Translation & subtitled by Eus