Perestyhaye vechir lihtaryamy,
Peresivaye zori v tyhu nich,
I mayachat topoli nad polyamy, –
A ya, a ya ne znayu v chomu rich.
Pryspiv:
Ya chekayu, chekayu
Vchora, nyni, shchoden,
Ya spivayu, spivayu
Lysh dlya tebe pisen!
Ya chekayu, chekayu,
Ya spivayu, spivayu
Lysh dlya tebe, dlya tebe
Shchonaikrashchyh pisen!
Pereplitaye vechir syni travy,
Strichayetsya zi mnoyu vich-na-vich,
I zvidusil lunaye: Bravo! Bravo! –
A ya, a ya ne znayu v chomu rich.
Pryspiv
Perelyvaye nich u den svitanok,
Ruinuye bahryanyceyu zoryu,
A ya zabuv, de vechir, a, de ranok,
Mov korabel na yakori stoyu.
Pryspiv