Mene ty bilshe ne chekayesh u dushi svoyiy
Provyny v lyudyach ne shukayesh, lyudy vze ne ti
Nad synim morem sylnyi viter – to slova tvoyi
I zalyshayet'sya letity, letity meni

Mene ty bilshe ne chekay, bilshe ne zaliy
Provyny znovu ne shukay u dushi svoyiy
Nad synim morem sylnyi viter – to slova tvoyi
I zalyshayet'sya letity, letity meni

Pryspiv:
Chuyesh nyni doshch za viknom
To padaye, to padaye, to tak spivaye
De ya bilshe zovsim nichto
Zovsim nichto, nichto, nichto ne znaye

Ya polechu za synye more des' u dalechin
I zaberu use na sviti, navit' svoyu tin
Zakryyu dveri i zabudu vsi slova tvoyi
Nechay rozviye sylnyi viter vsi dumky moyi

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