U sviti ye pravda, a takoz nepravda,
U sviti ye zlo i dobro,
Ye vira, znevira, ye kryvdy y obmany,
Ye virnist' i zrady – tak davno.
Ta ye lysh odne pochuttya nezvychayne,
Shcho z neba nam Boh na zemlyu poslav,
Vono lysh odne moze nas vryatuvaty,
Vono lysh odne z’yednaye nas...

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Lyubov vryatuye svit,
Lyubov yednaye nas.
Lyubov – ce dyvosvit,
Svyatyi nash talisman.

Lyubov – ce dar Bozyi, ce vira svyata,
Ce dobro, ne zdolanne nikym.
Lyubov’yu omyimo nashi sercya,
Z lyubov’yu yednaymosya vsi.

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Osvityt', zihriye nam shlyach v maybuttya.
Lyubov – ce symvol lyuds'koho zyttya.
Oberih nash vid zla i bidy,
Lyubov v nashych sercyach nazavzdy!

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