Vchora kukly svoyi
Ya zibrala usi,
Poprochala yich vsich zachekaty,
Bo estradni vohni
Mene klychut' syudy,
De ya shchyro Vam chochu spivaty.

Pryspiv:
Ya malenke divcha,
Ya na konkurs pryishla,
Shchob spivaty pisni pro bazannya,
Pro krayinu svoyu,
Pro matusyu y vesnu
I pro te, shcho ye v sviti kochannya.

Trochy prykro meni,
Shcho shche dovho rosty,
Nu, koly z ya dorosloyu stanu?
I tomu hlyadachi
Vybachayte meni,
Shcho os' tak ya vas zaraz vitayu.

Pryspiv

Chay cya pisnya letyt',
Holubkamy kruzyt',
Pochuttya sami pershi vertaye,
Radist' – shchastya nese
I chay inkoly shche
Vam pro mene vona nahadaye.

Pryspiv