Хорея козацька - Мире лукавый - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

The world is evil, filled with sorrows!//If you are not firm, if you are not perfect!//If the essence of your joys here is not good!//If the essence of joys and laughter are deplorable!////If your honor and wealth are restless!//Wind , smoke, nothing - all impermanence. // They bloom at one hour, fade at another, // Today on the throne - tomorrow they fall. // What is wealth to us, if death reigns,

He collects, and he helps,

What good can come from honor in the world,

When death greatly despises the ranks.// Let the poor have only one thought // As the Judge will remain on that terrible day // They will ask us, the poor, there will soon be an answer - // Why were your years wasted?