Na tebe ya ne chekav, ne vidchuvav tebe,
Ya prosto vse pro tebe znav.
Ostannye pobachennya – ce nash ostanniy den,
Ya vidpustyv i pokochav.

Ya zrozumiv cey film pro nas, cey film, yak spohad,
Zyttya daruye shans, i chtos' yednaye doli.

Pryspiv:
More, more zayvych sliv.
More, more zayvych sliz,
Tviy litak u synim nebi tane.
Tane tviy ostanniy lyst,
Yak prochannya, "povernys'!",
Ya ne znav, shcho ya tebe kochayu!

Ty ne taka, yak vsi, ty napysala lyst
Vynom chervonym na stoli.
Ostannye pobachennya – ce nash ostanniy den,
Vse shcho zalyshylos' meni.

Ya zrozumiv, cey film pro nas, cey film, yak spohad.
Zyttya daruye shans, i chtos' yednaye doli.

Pryspiv