Zahodyt sonce i horyat vohni,
A my z toboyu znykly u nochi,
Spivaye more, o-o-o!,
Shepochut zori, o-o-o!
U teplyh hvylyah misyac zolotyi,
Plyve povoli u krayinu mrii,
Haryachyi viter daruye lito.
Pryspiv:
O-o-o, bilya morya,
O-o-o, lyshe z toboyu,
O-o-o, bilya morya,
Nam spivayut, tam de ya i ty.
O-o-o, bilya morya,
O-o-o, lyshe z toboyu,
O-o-o, bilya morya,
Podaruyu shchastya, tilky ne zhuby.
Tobi vidkryyu vsesvit pochuttiv,
Ty zrozumiyesh vse bez zaivyh sliv,
Spivaye more, o-o-o!,
Shepochut zori, o-o-o!
Nastane ranok novyi na zemli,
I znyknut mriyi nache korabli,
Ale ya znayu, ty vse zhadayesh.
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