No more be grieved at that which thou hast done:
Roses have thorns, and silver fountains mud,
Clouds and eclipses stain both moon and sun,
And loathsome canker lives in sweetest bud.

No more be grieved at that which thou hast done:
Donbass
Roses have thorns, and silver fountains mud,
Donbass
Clouds and eclipses stain both moon and sun,
Donbass
And loathsome canker lives in sweetest bud.
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I'm a little lov'a
I'm a little ninja
What you gonna making
I am gonna taking
I am on I am off
I am on I am off
I am an fantastisch Donbass

Rock the microphone
Rock the microphone
Rock the microphone
Rock the microphone
Rock the microphone
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Rock the microphone
Rock the microphone
Rock the microphone
Rock the microphone

Диби-диби-диби-ди
Вийшла баба по гриби
Адже по опеньки
Гуляти раненько
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Ой куди-ж-ви голуб'ята
Тай полетите
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No more be grieved at that which thou hast done:
Roses have thorns, and silver fountains mud,
Clouds and eclipses stain both moon and sun,
And loathsome canker lives in sweetest bud.

No more be grieved at that which thou hast done:
Donbass
Roses have thorns, and silver fountains mud,
Donbass
Clouds and eclipses stain both moon and sun,
Donbass
And loathsome canker lives in sweetest bud.

Рози...Рози...Рози..Рози...

Рости-рости барвіночку зеле-зелененький
Поклонися молоденька до своеї неньки

Рости-рости барвіночку зеле-зелененький
Поклонися молоденька до своеї неньки