Hrishna lyubov, hrishni ochi, hrishni vusta,
Hrishni slova, hrishni bukvy v tvoyich lystach,
Hrishni udvoch, hrishni dvoye, sum, pustota,
Hrishna pora, a naspravdi – zolota.

Vse shcho bulo – vse ye nashym hrishnym otym,
Anhel hricha nas pomityv i blahoslovyv,
Vse shcho bulo, vse shcho bude v nashych ochach,
Tam, de lyubov – tam i pechal.

Pryspiv:
Ya vsi mosty v mynule pidpalyu,
Bo lyublyu, bo lyublyu, bo lyublyu!
Ya znayu, viryu, vsi hrichy za tebe zamolyu,
Bo lyublyu, bo lyublyu!
Ya chlib zurby nadvoye rozdilyu,
Bo lyublyu, bo lyublyu, bo lyublyu!
Veseli vyna v kryshtali nebesni rozillyu,
Bo lyublyu, bo lyublyu!

Hrishna lyubov, hrishna vchora – zavtra svyata,
Hrishna lyubov, mov na serci rana zolota,
Chto ne lyubyv – toy ne znaye, toy ne litav,
Slozy tvoyi staly medom na vustach.

Pryspiv

Vse shcho bulo – vse ye nashym hrishnym otym,
Anhel hricha nas pomityv i blahoslovyv,
Vse shcho bulo, vse shcho bude v nashych ochach,
Tam, de lyubov – tam i pechal.

Pryspiv