Rozbyvaye mlu svitlo lichtarya,
Osin pidiyshla do poroha,
De ty ye teper, u yakych krayach,
Moze zbyvsya z dorohy?

Pryspiv:
Nich mynaye, tanut' mriyi,
Lyshayet'sya nadiya, lyshayet'sya nadiya.

Zahubyvsya lyst, shcho meni ty pysav
I vchorashniy den vidletiv,
Moze vin u veresni zablukav
Sered moyich stin.

Pryspiv

Rozirvalas' tysha zvukom doshchu,
Vidchynyaye viter vikno.
Ya spivala dlya tebe, nevze ty ne chuv?
My ne bachylys' tak davno.

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