Koly stychaye den
I polochlyvo svityat' zori,
Zamriyano movchyt' blakyti dalechin
I v tiy blakyti my zustrinemos' z toboyu.
Ta ne sudylos' nam vtrymaty niznu myt'.
Probach meni, za ti slova bolyuchi,
Shcho proplyvaly pomiz son,
Za pochuttya – oksamytiv niznu prosyn,
Yaki zostalys' u sercyach.

Pryspiv:
Kryla kochannya moho, zlitatymut' v sni.
Zamyluvavshys' movchannyam vershyn,
Strimko zlitatymut' vvys'.
Navit' z vuhlyn. Ta yim ne zletity,
Yakshcho zhoryat' u vohni.
Chekayesh znov nebachenu myt'
De rozkryvayet'sya prostir dumok,
I v tvoyich snach serce bolyt',
Zeleniye vesnoyu vichnosti plyn.

Pryspiv

Virnist' – lebedyna krasa,
Klyche holos dibrov,
Zvuky torkayut'sya rayu,
Shcho zahoyit' lyubov.
Kryla – zanadto micni,
Shchob upasty z vershyn,
Ta yim ne zletity uvys',
Yakshcho yim zabrakne syl.

Pryspiv