Znov osin syple zovtyi lyst
Navysly chorni hmary vnyz,
Cholodni i pechalni idut doshchi...
Dlya kohos den, komus vze nich,
Shchaslyvyi htos, a htos – vze ni,
A htos shepoche, – zalyshys – v tyshi...
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Znayu, ye ljubov,
Lyshe nastane zustrich znov,
Shchemyt u hrudyah i vyruye krov!
I v niznii cii tyshi
Pochuty kroky znov tvoyi
Bulo b naibilshym
Shchastyam na zemli!
Proishlo kohannya, lyne chas,
Proishlo kohannya bilya nas,
Ne zapalyvshy serdenko tvoye...
Tebe shche dovho ya chekav,
Lyubovi ya prosyt ne stav,
Rozbyla serce ty navik moye...
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