Podaruy meni more kochannya,
Teplu nich i daleki zirky,
U shalenstvi zahuche svitannya –
Niznyi dotyk tvoyeyi ruky.

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Podaruy bureviy zlamu nochi,
Shchedre serce, zamriyanu dal.
Pociluy moyi zmucheni ochi,
Zabery hirkotu i pechal.

Podaruy meni shchastya bez bolyu.
Zapach kvitiv, charivnist' vesny,
Osvyaty nashu terpkuyu dolyu,
Tychyi ray sotvory na roky.

Pryspiv

Podaruy meni krychtu kochannya,
Dobre slovo, pravdyvi dumky,
Nayshchyrishi serdechni ziznannya,
Yak ostanniy darunok vesny.

Pryspiv