Ukraine

Fog floats over the wave covered with turquoise, Standing by the sea in front of me Odessa, my city. He meets the songs, He sees off with a song, Odessa is my mother, my dear city. Ah, Odessa, a pearl by the sea, Oh, Odessa, you knew a lot of grief, Ah, Odessa, beloved, sweet land, Live, Odessa, and prosper. Ah, Odessa, not a city, but a br######Ah, Odessa, there is no better place in the world, Ah, Odessa, a beautiful, sweet land, Live, Odessa, and prosper. There is such a people in the world, He lives happily, And wherever that people are, He sings songs. Whom you will ask, Odessites will answer: "Mother gave####t#####us like that." Ah, Odessa, a pearl by the sea, Oh, Odessa, you knew a lot of grief, Ah, Odessa, beloved, sweet land, Live, Odessa, and prosper. Ah, Odessa, not a city, but a br######Ah, Odessa, a fun place, Ah, Odessa, a beautiful, sweet land, Live, Odessa, and prosper. In Odessa there is such a lighthouse, He always shines to all, H