Through the fields of Ukraine walked the Mother of God,
Where the heads of wheat had stood there, and all did they greet her.
Bowing down, before her, there kneeling - the wind, the wind caressing.
All together they had whispered: "Rejoice, O Mary!"
Through the Steppes of Ukraine walked the Mother of God,
The black crows, birds of God stood there, and all did they greet her.
Flying up into the heavens - the wind, the wind caressing.
All together they had chattered: " Rejoice O Mary!"
Through the Hills of Ukraine walked the Mother of God,
There the shephards pastured their sheep stood, and all did they greet her.
They all had then taken off their hats - the wind, the wind caressing.
All together they had cried out: "Rejoice O Mary"
Through the villages of Ukraine walked the Mother of God,
In the churches, godly people stood, and all they did greet her.
They had prayed, and knelt before her - the wind, the wind caressing.
All together then they had sang out; " Rejoice O Mary!"
Through the cities of Ukraine walked the Mother of God,
She came to all the orphans wiping away their tears.
She wiped away the tears - the children rejoiced.
That they who are so little had met their Mother.
another video: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3r41nF2qygY
Bandura: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=oX1ezUL-7BQ
THE WIND cherishing, adoring