Jamala Пісня Про Вчительку

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The sun is rising, the grass is whispering.
By the path where you walk
My dear one, my teacher, a star of the world.
Where should
I look?
Where to find you?
My teacher, star of the world
Where should
I look, where can
I find you.
On the desk lie small notebooks
Children are chirping, golden, golden
And cranes are flying, flying in the sky.
The bell seems to call.
Young ones
Flying, cranes flying in the sky.
The call seems to beckon the young.
In how
Many have grown up flown away from us
On earthly paths, into the clear blue
Into the blue, but you are back on this
Path again.
My dear teacher, star of the world, to look for you, where to find you
To find you, my teacher, my teacher, my
Teacher, my teacher, where to look
Where to look?
Where to find you, only
My, my, my.
My teacher, my teacher
More and more applause.
The incredible jamala.
Good evening.
Good evening.
It
Is an incredible honor for me today to sing for you the legendary song "My
Teacher" with an incredible orchestra
The Kyiv Municipal Academic Wind orchestra.
Conductor Oleksandr hasachynskyi.
Arrangement by Denys Adu
And with my children, with my children
From school number 10.
They are all
Mine, but today there are two whom i
Gave birth to.
You know, all the words
I say now, they actually lose their
Meaning, because in this time you pass
On your knowledge, you give all of yourselves, it cannot be expressed.
You
Know that you are not just teaching
You are shaping new people.
And for me
It is a great honor today to sing for the laureates, for all the guests because
I can be proud of the fact that
In my history, there were teachers
Thanks to whom
I stand before you today
Thank you so much.
Glory to Ukraine