Cilunkom zustrichalys', cilunkom my proshchalys',
Den, yak ptach po nebi, prolitav,
Voloshkovi ochi, stan hnuchkyi divochyi,
Ty sheptav i palko ciluvav.

Pryspiv:
C'om, c'om, c'om, c'om, c'om, c'om,
Pociluy ze, mylyi, miy kochanyi i moya zurba,
Ty zavzdy znykayesh, chy mene kochayesh,
Nevidomo, de lyubov tvoya,
C'om-c'om, pa-pa...

Vcheni vsi hovoryat' – ciluvannya shkodyat',
Navit' mozut' vkorotyty vik,
A meni bayduze, lyublyu tebe duze,
Nas kochannya ponese potik.

Pryspiv

Shcho z toboyu nyni, yaki v tebe mriyi,
Ty zabuv mene pociluvat',
A yak zamiz vyidu do tebe ne pryidu,
Budesh v samoti slozu kovtat'.

Pryspiv