U sonyachne syayvo
Zlitayut' ptachy.
Vnyzu, mov komety,
Zyttyevi shlyachy.
Na zustrich z toboyu
U mriyach ya ydu.
Tebe, chom, kochana,
Niyak ne znaydu?

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U poloni Misyacya,
U poloni Misyacya
Buly – ya i ty.
U poloni Misyacya,
U poloni Misyacya
Zmih tebe znayty!

Daruye nam shchastya
Sriblyasta Luna.
Cvite zorepadom
Lyubovi vesna.
Mov more, chvylyuyus',
Krov chvyleyu b’ye –
Nareshti, zustriv ya
Kochannya svoye!