Znovu neba prosin, zoloto zemli,
Vidlitayut v osin husy na zori.
I hoidayut sumno krylamy meni,
Budu yih teper chekaty do vesny.
Pryspiv:
Vesnoyu yabluni zacvitut
Zasyaye sonechko tam i tut,
Tvoyi pechali usi mynut,
Nemov torishnii snih.
Ty posmihnysya i zrozumii,
Vesna daruye krayinu mrii,
De zori rosamy upadut
Do nih...
Osin, beznadiya, smutku techiya,
Ta mene zihriye posmishka tvoya.
Podarui merezku kolorovyh sniv,
Budu lehshe dochekatys do vesny.
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