Pikkardiyska Tertsiya / Піккардійська терція - Plyve kacha / Пливе кача

Ukrainian folk song Oh, a duckling passes down the Tysah Duckling passes down the Tysah My dear, Mother don’t scold me My dear, Mother don’t scold me Cause you’ll scold me in the wrong hour Cause you’ll scold me in the wrong hour Even I don’t know where it is destined for me to die Even I don’t know where it is destined for me to die I’ll pass away on a foreign land I’ll pass away on a foreign land Who shall burry me (pick a hole )? Who shall burry me (pick a hole )? Strangers will pick it. Strangers will pick it. Won’t you feel sorry? Won’t you feel sorry? Of course I would feel sorry, my son Of course I would feel sorry, my son You laid right under my heart(before being born) You laid right under my heart(before being born) Oh, a duckling passes down the Tysah duckling passes down the Tysah