Syviyut' skroni... – Nu i shcho z?! –
Slidy chuzi zmyvaye doshch.
Na serce teplyi promin lih,
Komus' na smich, meni na hrich.

Pryspiv:
Ach osin, osin, yak vesna,
Taka z p’yanka i charivna,
Na klych yiyi vertayus' znov
V krayinu z imenem Lyubov.

Komus' na smich, meni na hrich
Zyttya lyublyu ya bilshe vsich.
A shche lyublyu yiyi odnu –
Zirnycyu vranishnyu yasnu.

Pryspiv

Zirnycyu vranishnyu yasnu
V svoyemu serci ya noshu.
Syviyut' skroni... – Nu i shcho z?! –
Slidy chuzi zmyvaye doshch...

Pryspiv