I was walking through Maidan today, past the vendors selling Ukrainian books, flags, souvenirs, and music. At one table they were playing a Kvitka Cicyk CD - and I stood there for a few minutes, listening, and also checking how yet another one of my audio recording apps works. Caught some men cursing in Ukrainian, in addition to Kvitka Cicyk. The song - Стоїть гора високая - kept playing in my head until I reached Besarabka...