We would like to present you a new piece of three Rusyn songs.
It might come out as an inexcusable move at the least everything proves so:
- we personally know very few Rusyns (Kamil, Maroš, Števo, Jano)
- songs happen to come to us in a weird ways (e.g. through Zuberec)
- we consult language via e-mails with several born Rusyns, but they basically never match
- confusion raises also in the basic terminology: we call them Rusnaks they themselves Rusyns, we call ourselves Slovaks, but attention, they call us Fakove!
But bid the heart ...
P.S.: The accompanying photograph of the Nation Park Poloniny is made by our first violinist. Visit it, it’s beautiful there! You even might meet a bison!