Natalkа walks the path through young meadows,
In her heart — pure loyalty, like a ray in the water.
Her soul — like a song that flows from the Dnipro,
In it, there is no falsehood, no tree of evil.
She, like a Ukrainian from distant legends,
Carries her love through storms and through the world.
She sincerely cares for her mother, honors every step,
And does not renounce the truth, though fate is like a lesson.
Her love — a flame, yet bright, not fierce,
It grows towards Petro, like a supple branch.
And although misfortune tightens, and the world seems dim —
Natalkа will not betray, for she believes and gazes.
Such is she — simple, yet proud, like tilled land,
That smells of warm fields and the strength of the earth.
Her name — like a song, like a trill, like a strange sound…
Natalkа Poltavchanka — a girl amidst suffering.
Yet she overcomes everything with her heart, like the sun in the dark night,
Bringing the light of truth into human and haughty life.
