Stoyu na dorozi posered nochi,
Vpered – boyusya, nazad – ne chochu,
Chmary zbyrayut'sya v chorni zhrayi,
I ranok, chomus', ne pospishaye.

Pryspiv:
Zemlya ohluchla i nebo osliplo...
Hey tam, chto-nebud',
Vvimknit' meni sonyachne svitlo!
Hey tam, chto-nebud',
Vvimknit' meni sonyachne svitlo!

Bo yak meni znaty – koho proshchaty,
Koho proshchaty, a z kym proshchatys'?..
I yak zrozumity – koho zality,
Koho zality, a komu zalitys'?..

Pryspiv

Tak nepomitno pidkralasya vtoma,
Yaka z ty daleka, doroha do domu.
I ya zalyshayus' na vidstani nochi,
Vpered – boyusya, nazad – ne chochu...