Yiyi tilo tkaly zi snu
Vona smiyet'sya z mene to y shcho
Pavutynka postati bila, yak sum
Z takym chornym sobi pavuchkom

Pryspiv:
U ya bachu ves' svit v tobi...

Choho chekaty nam vid vitriv
Shcho roznosyat' chutky, nache dym
Lysh schovatys' vid nych z holovoyu
Pid prostyradlom vohnyanych svityl

Pryspiv

Yiyi ruky tepli doshchi
Vona pachne, mov lypovyi med
Ya smiyusya z neyu i shcho
Bo shchaslyvyi, shcho postat' cya ye

Pryspiv