Buv vechir cholodnyi, choch lito buyalo,
A v serci nezdanno vesna rozcvila
Ty bili romashky meni daruvala,
Try bili romashky, navishcho slova.

Pryspiv:
Lyubyt' – ne lyubyt'
I z zalem do bolyu,
Nemov u bezodnyu letyat' pelyustky..
Lyubyt' – ne lyubyt',
Ta, shcho ce zi mnoyu,
Navishcho marnuyu charivni kvitky.

Try bili romashky, zbahnuty ne vazko,
Yaki ce zadani slova, charivni.
Ty nizno hornulas', a serce, yak ptashka,
Z hrudey vyryvalos' na volyu meni.

Pryspiv

Otak vorozyv ya, a zori smiyalys'
I raptom – nema vze romashok v ruci.
Pelyustochky bili travu prykrashaly,
Meni z zalyshylys' steblynky odni.

Pryspiv:
Lyubyt' – ne lyubyt'
I z zalem do bolyu,
Nemov u bezodnyu letyat' pelyustky,
Lyubyt' – ne lyubyt',
Ta, shcho ce zi mnoyu,
Ya znovu shukayu charivni kvitky.