Zyttyam zaplachu

Zapytayu v doli, de znykaye volya
I zurba, de pochatok syly?
Yakshcho poruch mylyi, vse na sviti shchyro,
Vsya zemlya u yaskravyh kolorah.
Sylno tak hochu ya do tebe,
Yak do neba, bud tam rai,
Ale yakshcho dlya coho treba zori z neba,
Ne lyshai!

Pryspiv:
Yakshcho treba, ya zyttyam cym zaplachu,
Ya viddam use, shcho mayu, ptahom polechu.
Vse viddam, shchob chuty sercem, bachyty krasu,
Pryhorny mene do sebe, ya tebe proshu! (ves kuplet – 2)

Ty u momu serci, ce kohannyam zvetsya,
Yak mohla ya bez tebe zyty?..
Ya tebe zustrila, sercem zrozumila:
Vse zyttya budu ya ljubyty!
Sylno tak hochu ya do tebe,
Yak do neba, bud tam rai,
Ale yakshcho dlya coho treba zori z neba,
Ne lyshai!

Pryspiv

Sylno tak hochu ya do tebe,
Yak do neba, bud tam rai,
Ale yakshcho dlya coho treba zori z neba,
Ne lyshai!
Yakshcho treba, ya zyttyam cym zaplachu!

Pryspiv