Ne rozkolyshe doshch...

Ne rozkolyshe doshch moho movchannya,
Yak viter zir yasnyh ne strepene,
Use zyttya zyvu odnym chekannyam,
Shcho lyho os-os lyho promaine.

Nema toho i, nachebto, ne bude,
Shcho imennyam nazvano kolys tvoyim,
Choch slovo dav use pro vse zabuty,
Ta ne dayut zabuty solov’yi.

Shche den, shche nich – zamre zyva pryroda,
Oshukancem vpade dostyhlyi plid,
Meni, a moze, i usim v uhodu
Movchannya zhirkle opovyye svit.