Tychym dotykom na nebesach
Sonce zhasaye,
I znov metelyk u temryavi
Bude shukaty...
Misyac' tone v yoho krylach,
Toy tycho molyt'...

Pryspiv:
Zachekay, snizno bilyi,
Zabery siri chmary,
Ya shche chochu litaty... (ves' kuplet – 2)

Yak popil vsi zori
Vkryvayut' nebo,
Misyacya torknuvshys',
Yoho kryla rozsypayut' sriblo.
Zachekay, snizno bilyi,
Zalyshy meni svitlo, svitlo...

Pryspiv

Zachekay, zachekay...
Temin rozryvayu,
Syl uze nemaye...
Ya zlitayu...

Z vysoty serce moye
Merechtyt', niby vohnyk,
Ya shche chochu litaty!.. (3 ryadky – 2)