Zalyshu napevno mynule bez zalyu, krok sobi nazustrich ya zroblyu.
Spytayu, u tyshi: "Yak buty? Shcho dali? De toy shcho lyublyu?"
Na mezi nadiyi, ya chekaty budu, snovydinnya ozyvut'...

Pryspiv:
Zupynyu myt' minlyvu,
Sercyu dam sliz haryachych
I tuman nam yak loze prostelyu.
Bez vohnyu nich zihriyu,
Sum yak popil rozviyu
I sobi ya ziznayus', shcho lyublyu.

Vydinnya roztane, yak potyah v tumanach, myt' na denci sercya zberezu.
Spytayu u tyshi: "Kochannya – omana? Chom za nym tuzu?"
I kriz' son nenache, znovu ya pobachu vse, shcho stalos' na yavu...

Pryspiv

Zupynyu myt' minlyvu,
Sercyu dam sliz haryachych
I tuman nam yak loze prostelyu.
Bez vohnyu nich zihriyu,
Sum yak popil rozviyu
Vse zroblyu shchob ty bachyv, shcho lyublyu...