Vesluye Misyac' neba synyavu,
Ketyahy zir kupaye u svitanni,
Z’yavylas' ty vvi sni, yak nayavu,
Vsya v yablunevo-bilomu movchanni.

Pryspiv:
Kochannya myt'... Kochana spyt'
Des' na krayu chuzoho okeanu,
A yavir – yavir shelestyt'
I yatryt' nabolilu ranu.

Yak dym chereshen bilych u sadu,
Povz mene promaynuly tvoyi ruky,
Do tebe ya kriz' sebe znovu ydu,
Idu do miscya nashoyi rozluky.

Pryspiv

Ne dumav ya, shcho topolynyi puch
Tak vazko vpade na moyi doloni,
Sloza prosochyt'sya kriz' sercya pruh
Y minorom zlyaze na vusta soloni.

Pryspiv