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when i sit and softly sink
into my chair with empty drink,
i often smile, stare and think,
украину я люблю

each snowy western mountain top,
each humid summer mining drop,
each time i'm there, in thought, i stop,
украину я люблю

windy coastal southern shores
with waving flags and open doors;
the fire in my heart, it roars,
украину я люблю

the language in the west we hear
sometimes with laughter, some with jeer,
i hold it in my soul, it's clear:
украину я люблю

the region in the east I found
to hold me, turn my life around,
i love thee and thy workers' sound!
украину я люблю

so if you ask me, if you dare,
which land this is whose flag i wear,
listen one last time with care:
украину я люблю!


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