V poloti na krylach tin misto nakryla,
Vtikayesh, blukayesh u snach,
Shukayesh dorohu do rayu,
Vse shche bude v tebe,
Rukoyu provodysh po nebu,
Smak vyna na ustach

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Divchyna-mahiya sonce zapalyuyesh,
Serce vidkryi svoyim prominnyam,
Divchyna-mahiya tancyuyesh nad chmaramy,
Tviy teplyi slid zihrivaye

Zdayet'sya vse marnym, ruky opuskayesh,
Ta ya viryu ty zmozesh, znaydesh,
Vohnem tvoye serce palaye,
Ty y sama vse znayesh,
I zarady kochannya,
Strach sviy podolayesh

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