Z zurboyu radist' obnyalas'...
V slozach, yak v zemchuhach, miy smich,
I z dyvnym rankom nich zlylas'
I yak meni roznyaty yich?!
V obiymach z radistyu zurba.
Odna letyt', druha spynya...
I yde miz nymy borot'ba,
I duzchyi chto – ne znayu ya...

Teper v mayu, teper vesnoyu,
Koly cvite ves' bozyi svit,
Zacviv nebesnoyu krasoyu
Ochey tvoyich nebesnyi cvit.
I ce vesnoyu, ce v mayu
Obsypav dushu vin moyu!
Shumlyat', spivayut' nyvy, luky...
Yak pisnya, vsya dusha moya,
A de yiyi slova i zvuky?!
Movchu, movchu, o boze, ya.
Ni, ni! Teper, teper v mayu,
Skazu, pryznayus', shcho lyublyu!

Zabudu vse. Lyshu tvoyi usta...
Vony, yak pershyi cvit kochannya,
Yak chmarka niznozolota
V zurlyvyi chas smerkannya.
Usmishka yich mylisha sniv,
Shcho snyat'sya raz yedynyi,
Pro nych, pro nych miy bude spiv.
Ostanniy, lebedynyi.