A lis – yak vyshytyi rushnyk
Na polotni moyeyi doli,
Nemov stozariv zblyaklyi lyk
V obiymach shchedroyi svavoli.

Tut ye use: i dzvin sosny,
I smich tremtlyvoyi osyny,
Vesilnyi spiv horobyny,
I plach chervonoyi kalyny.

Tut shche kvituye dyvocvit
I pachne rosamy iz nochi,
Shche llyet'sya pisnya na ves' svit
I plomeniyut' shchastyam ochi.

Tut shche vesna ne vidcvila,
A vze zhubylos' teple lito,
Vze spyt' rusalka lisova,
Blakytnym marevom zihrita.

Z hordovyny zlitaye lyst,
Bahryanyi lyst... I plid yantarnyi
Sovynym okom – na ves' lis! –
Prorochyt' den meni ostanniy...