Ochi blakytni tvoyi
Niznym snom zacharovani
Vranishnim soncem takym
Nezvychaynym zdyvovani
Bachysh, yak bavlyat'sya stomleni kvity
Z nymy radiyut' dorosli i dity
Vsi odyn odnomu shlyut' nevhamovni pryvity

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Sered pachoshchiv zelenych
Sered vechorovych trav
Ty vertayeshsya do mene
Ponad schylamy Dnipra
I ty chochesh dotorknutys'
Do zinyc', yak do nebes
Znayu ya, tak zavzdy bude
Poky ya lyublyu tebe

Nebo hoydayet'sya v rytmi
Serdechnoyi spovidi
Rayduzni dzvony voskresli
Davno b’yut' na spomyny
Ce spovishchayut' vony v vysokosti
Svyato krasy, rozuminnya i mlosti
Znay dopizna ya na tebe chekatymu v hosti

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