Siryi dym pidnimayetsya
Do nebes, i ya, polechu tudy,
Yakshcho tam budesh Ty,
I, yakshcho sonce ne prosnetsya,
Nich nikoly ne mynetsya,
I dali my z Toboyu...
Synii lid oholodzuye,
Pocilunok Tvii omolodzuye...
Pochuttya vsi v meni,
Cya nich nikoly ne mynetsya,
Budem dali my z Toboyu
Razom z na travi rosoyu.
Lihtari sumni,
Vechir, sonce i my
Porynayemo u shchaslyvi sny.
Yakshcho sonce ne prosnetsya,
Nich nikoly ne mynetsya,
Znayu, Ty mene kohayesh,
Lysh tomu ne pokydayesh mene...
I ya kohayu Tebe,
A Ty kohayesh mene!
Ta yakshcho sonce ne prosnetsya,
Nich nikoly ne mynetsya,
Znayu, Ty mene kohayesh,
Lysh tomu ne pokydayesh mene...
Yakshcho sonce ne prosnetsya,
Nich nikoly ne mynetsya,
Znayu, Ty mene kohayesh,
Lysh tomu ne pokydayesh mene...
I ya kohayu Tebe,
A Ty kohayesh mene!