V poloti na krylah tin misto nakryla,
Vtikayesh, blukayesh u snah,
Shukayesh dorohu do rayu,
Vse shche bude v tebe,
Rukoyu provodysh po nebu,
Smak vyna na ustah
Pryspiv:
Divchyna-mahiya sonce zapaljuyesh,
Serce vidkryi svoyim prominnyam,
Divchyna-mahiya tancyuyesh nad hmaramy,
Tvii teplyi slid zihrivaye
Zdayetsya vse marnym, ruky opuskayesh,
Ta ya viryu ty zmozesh, znaidesh,
Vohnem tvoye serce palaye,
Ty i sama vse znayesh,
I zarady kohannya,
Strah svii podolayesh
Pryspiv