Bahryanyi lyst spadaye tycho
Na buynu holovu moyu.
Oy, mamo-lele, znovu lycho! –
Ya zakochavsya, ya lyublyu!

Pryspiv:
O, yuna osene-lviv’yanko,
Yak zal, shcho myt' cya promayne!
Moya druzyno i kochanko,
Molyu: kochay, kochay mene!

Nam tak bahato treba zyty,
Aby do sutnosti diyty,
Ves' vik proshchaty i lyubyty,
Shchob nashe shchastya vberehty.

Pryspiv

A zavtra snih na zemlyu zlyaze,
Yak son naviyet'sya todi
Lystok bahryanyi – vin rozkaze,
Shcho my buly tez molodi.

Pryspiv