Zaplyvlo tumanamy,
Zatemnilo mryakoyu,
Zamelos'-zaviyalos'
Dribnotoyu vsyakoyu.

I zdalos': naviky vze
Z moho sercya vyhnane.
A vono nema, nema –
Y znov u dumci vyhlyane.

Z teplymy dolonkamy,
Z yamochkamy yunymy
Vidizvet'sya zhadkoyu,
Yak bandura strunamy.

U prostomu sytchyku
Miz osyk zamayet'sya,
Shchob ya mih zadumat'sya,
Shchob ya mih pokayat'sya.

Shchob u shchyrist' virylos',
Shchob pro shchyrist' mriyalos',
Shchob tiyeyu shchyristyu
Vse na sviti miryalos'.

...Zaplyvlo tumanamy...
Ta z dushi ne vyhnane,
Bo vono nema, nema –
Znovu viz'me y vyhlyane...