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Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Bread on the table
Door always open wide
Sharing the last of the harvest
Like there’s endless summer inside
Old woman pours you tea
Says
“sit
You’re family here”
Laugh lines mapped like rivers
Carrying every year
[Chorus]
Oh Ukraine
My heart
My shield
Guardians of the golden field
Hands that give
And hands that stand
Rooted deep in living land
Oh Ukraine
In every word I say
I carry you
I carry you each day
[Verse 2]
Boots by the doorway
Mud from the border road
Eyes that have seen too much
Still lifting every load
Flags in the window
Children learning songs
Speaking of wide horizon
Where every soul belongs
[Chorus]
Oh Ukraine
My heart
My shield
Guardians of the golden field
Hands that give
And hands that stand
Rooted deep in living land
Oh Ukraine
In every word I say
I carry you
I carry you each day
[Bridge]
For the ones who keep the line (hey!)
For the ones who share their bread
For the ones who sing of morning
When the skies were burning red
[Chorus]
Oh Ukraine
My heart
My shield
Guardians of the golden field
Hands that give
And hands that stand
Rooted deep in living land
Oh Ukraine
In every word I say
I carry you
I carry you each day
Details
GeneratedMar 5, 2026
Duration2:42
LanguageEnglish
Style
folk, Warm modern folk anthem with acoustic guitar and bandura, light percussion, and male vocals. Verses stay intimate with close-mic vocal, soft fiddle pads; chorus swells with group harmonies, stomps, and claps. Subtle bass grounds the low end, final chorus lifts with extra vocal layers and a bright mandolin line carrying the outro.
Credits
Prompt by
Nataliya_Romanenko
Nataliya_RomanenkoModelAria v5
Prompt
I love Ukraine. I admire its Generosity . I'm proud of its Protecting land. I cherish its Freedom . My favorite genre of music is Folk.
