Ne znayu, zabudu
Use, shcho bulo, use, shcho bude.
Zahubleni lyudy ta bisovi dity
Dorohu dyktuyut',
A nam bihty.

Zabuti heroyi slovamy hranitu
Postaly viynoyu proty biloho svitu.
Oblyshyly kvity na cholodnych plytach
I staly radity.

Pryspiv:
Viter v spynu, nazustrich vohnyu...
Slizno chlynuv, vohon povernuv.
Ya namalyuyu tobi...
Yak nema holovy...

Zartuye, spivaye
Odurena ptashka, na vesnu chekaye.
Vesny ne buvaye... I ptashku vbyvaye
Toy cholod osinniy.

A des' za horoyu blukaye poroyu
Vechirnoyu chtos' – to vesna zablukala.
I dovho chekala, i slizno blahala
Yiyi vidpustyty.