Мелодії України — Там Де Груша Серед Поля

Evening falls upon the rye
Crickets chirping in the grass
Words between us are not needed
Only eyes begin to speak
The pear tree gives us its blessing
White blossoms like a veil
The quail calls out to greet us
And our lips begin to touch
Hold me closer now, my love
Just like that very first time