Rozirvane mynule,
Zatoptani shlyachy
Ti dni, shcho my zabuly
Ti nochi, shcho proyshly

I sliv teper brakuye
Zakinchyty cey lyst
I palci shchos' drukuyut',
A ya shchoraz vtrachayu zmist

A ya vtrachayu zmist
Ostanniy lyst
Chy zmozu ya?
Poproshchatys'

Za sotni kilometriv
Za tysyachi dorih
Kohos' ciluyesh v huby
I chtos' zayde za tviy porih

Dlya tebe ce lysh spohad
Dlya mene chytkyi mist
I lysh odne yoho trymaye
Ce miy ostanniy lyst

Nareshti spalyt' mist
Os' cey ostanniy lyst
Chy zmozu ya?
Poproshchatys'