Ya shche y dosi shukayu,
Shukayu Zar-Ptycyu
I u snach kolorovych blukayu.
Za soboyu mene
Mriya zoryana klyche,
Ta v yakyi bik ity, – ne znayu.

Pryspiv:
Vse bilshe starosti oznak,
Teper v chas hromu i doshchu
Ya, nache toy staryi vitryak,
Ya, nache toy staryi vitryak,
Machayu krylamy, a ne lechu. (ost 3 ryadky – 2)

Ya shche y dosi, na zal,
Ne navchyvsya molytys',
Zalyshyvsya kolyuchym i vpertym,
Ya teper lysh boyus',
Lysh boyus' zastudytys',
Ale vze ne boyusya pomerty.

Pryspiv

Chochu ya, shchob Hospod'
Vozdavav po zasluzi,
Shchob nasypav i doli, i shchastya.
Shchob buly vorohy,
Shchob ne zradyly druzi
I shchob struny ne rvalysya chasto.

Pryspiv

Machayu krylamy, a ne lechu...