Moroz – brodyaha z bereznem tyahavsya za kutkom,
Zburlyavsya snihom, z vitrom katulyavsya,
Na zemlyu padav ineyem, chovavsya za horbom.
Tym chasom rtutnyi stovpchyk kolyvavsya.
Stavok vid kryhy panceru zvilnyavsya pochapcem.
Strumky z hory v tanok letyat' mov dity.
Lisy pid ranok vidchynyaly z vyriyu klyuchem.
Vmylysya spivom solov’ya vesnyani kvity.

Pryspiv:
A ot odyn poet skazav,
Shcho vin vesnu ne pokochav,
Shcho vin chvoriye,
Yak sonce hriye.
Ta yak tut mozna zachvority,
Koly smiyut'sya vyshni cvitom,
Povitrya v travach rozlyahlos' i chumaniye –
Zemlya na odnu vesnu molodiye.

Hryp i anhina v Zapolyar’ya podalys' tyupcem,
Sonce morhnulo – shuby vsi chovayut'.
Divochi kosy obnyalysya z lehkym vitercem,
A kabluchky morzyanku vybyvayut'.
Miz dychannyam i sercem v kohos' vpershe zashkreblo –
To ye kochannya, bach kudy zabralos'.
Na c'omu misci v starshych kotryi raz take bulo.
Roky zabud', yakshcho u tebe take stalos'.

Pryspiv:
A ot odyn poet skazav,
Shcho vin vesnu ne pokochav,
Shcho vin chvoriye,
Yak sonce hriye.
Ta yak tut mozna zachvority,
Koly smiyut'sya vyshni cvitom,
Povitrya v travach rozlyahlos' i chumaniye –
Zemlya na odnu vesnu molodiye.
Zyttya na odnu vesnu molodiye.
Lyubov na odnu vesnu molodiye.
Vesna na odnu vesnu molodiye.