Z zurboyu radist obnyalas...

Z zurboyu radist obnyalas...
V slozah, yak v zemchuhah, mii smih,
I z dyvnym rankom nich zlylas
I yak meni roznyaty yih?!
V obiimah z radistyu zurba.
Odna letyt, druha spynya...
I ide miz nymy borotba,
I duzchyi hto – ne znayu ya...

Teper v mayu, teper vesnoyu,
Koly cvite ves bozyi svit,
Zacviv nebesnoyu krasoyu
Ochei tvoyih nebesnyi cvit.
I ce vesnoyu, ce v mayu
Obsypav dushu vin moyu!
Shumlyat, spivayut nyvy, luky...
Yak pisnya, vsya dusha moya,
A de yiyi slova i zvuky?!
Movchu, movchu, o boze, ya.
Ni, ni! Teper, teper v mayu,
Skazu, pryznayus, shcho ljublju!

Zabudu vse. Lyshu tvoyi usta...
Vony, yak pershyi cvit kohannya,
Yak hmarka niznozolota
V zurlyvyi chas smerkannya.
Usmishka yih mylisha sniv,
Shcho snyatsya raz yedynyi,
Pro nyh, pro nyh mii bude spiv.
Ostannii, lebedynyi.