Dolshtos

Ne znayu, zabudu
Use, shcho bulo, use, shcho bude.
Zahubleni ljudy ta bisovi dity
Dorohu dyktuyut,
A nam bihty.

Zabuti heroyi slovamy hranitu
Postaly viinoyu proty biloho svitu.
Oblyshyly kvity na holodnyh plytah
I staly radity.

Pryspiv:
Viter v spynu, nazustrich vohnyu...
Slizno hlynuv, vohon povernuv.
Ya namaljuyu tobi...
Yak nema holovy...

Zartuye, spivaye
Odurena ptashka, na vesnu chekaye.
Vesny ne buvaye... I ptashku vbyvaye
Toi holod osinnii.

A des za horoyu blukaye poroyu
Vechirnoyu htos – to vesna zablukala.
I dovho chekala, i slizno blahala
Yiyi vidpustyty.