Tanho "Spohad"

Melodiya vitru
Meni nahadala ti ochi,
I bryzky shampanskoho,
Shcho rozlitalys, mov shal.
Po bilomu platti
Na tili bezdonnoyi nochi,
Po zovtyh troyandah,
Yaki ya tobi daruvav.

Pryspiv:
Toi spohad, yak ostriv
V dalekomu synomu mori,
Rozviyanyi vitrom
Prozoryh rozevyh vitryl.
Solodkymy mriyamy
Lyne u Vsesvit, miz zori,
Zlitaye pir’yinkamy
Chystyh nezaimanyh kryl.

I znov pryhadalys
Obiimy, palki pocilunky.
I te, yak topylys my
V vyri strimkoho zyttya.
I doli naikrashchi, svyati,
Nezabutni darunky –
Shalenstvo kohannya
i ljubovi svyate pochuttya.

Pryspiv