Slozy – ce smutok dushi,
Zibranyi u kraplyny rosy.
Ce – solonyi doshch,
Ce – snih, shcho topyt'sya v mene v dolonyach

Pryspiv:
Vidchuttya prysutnosti kohos'
Vidchuttya chyiohos' dychannya
Vidchuttya kochannya do kohos'
Kryk opivnochi u temnim lisi

Ce – radist'
Spokusa, bil i, dekoly, prystrast'
Ce – shchyrist',
Vidchuttya, yakych u mene nemaye.

Son bez vidchuttya snu.
Kvitka podarovana kymos',
Davno ziv’yala, vyparuvalas' krasa,

Ale zberehlos' v niy
Te, shcho chtos' shepotiv yiy,
Koly nis podorozi do kohos'.