Життя чогось тоді лиш варте, брате,
Коли його готові ми віддати.
Той, хто для інших не готов на жертви,
Хоча живе, насправді наче мертвий.

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Life's beautiful and simple, brother,
That's if you treat it in a simple way,
But if you blame it for your failures,
Simplicity does fade away.

You think you know what's wrong and right
And how to change your evil neighbor,
But is this vain Quixotic fight
Bequeathed by our good Creator?

All world's phenomena have sense,
As natural as streaming light
Or, like a smiling face of God,
Full of harmonious delight.

Don't be so critical of others -
Enrich your life with selfless love,
Be good to all without exception
And God will bless you from above.

So leave in peace the windmills, brother,
It's time to stop this senseless fight -
And fill the life that whirls around you
With love which dwells within your heart.

Translated from Ukrainian by Halyna Kozhushko in 2012