Smiyutsya, plachut solov’yi

Smiyutsya, plachut solov’yi
I b’yut pisnyamy v hrudy...
Cilui, cilui, cilui yiyi,–
Znov molodist ne bude!

Ty ne dyvys, shcho bude tam,
Chy zabuttya, chy zrada,–
Vesna ide nazustrich nam,
Vesna v cei chas nam rada.

Na ment yedynyi zalyshy
Svii sum, dumky i hore,
I strumin vlasnoyi dushi
Ulyi v shumlyache more.

Lovy letyuchu myt zyttya,
Charuis, hmilii, vpyvaisya,
I sered mrii i zabuttya
V rozkoshah zakohaisya.

Pohlyan: usya zemlya tremtyt
V palkyh obiimah nochi,
Lyst kvitci mriino shelestyt,
Travi strumok vorkoche.

Vidbylys zori u vodi,
Do hmar letyat tumany...
Tam llyutsya pahoshchi husti,
Tam hnutsya verby p’yani.

Choho z stoyish bez ruhu ty,
Koly ves svit spivaye?
Nalahod struny zoloti –
Benket vesna spravlyaye!

Smilyvo idy pid dzvin charok,
Z vohnem, pisnyamy v hosti
Na svyato radisne kvitok,
Kohannya, sniv i mlosti.