To vze veresnevyi viter roztryvozyv verhovittya,
Tyhshe stav ptashynyi homin, bo vze chas sumnyh pisen,
Zaruchyv nas serpen, myla, dav nadiyu v comu sviti,
Ta pishov u nich i znydiv, bo vze osin vyishla v den.
Pryspiv:
My u chovnyku hoidalys,
Maly obrii za prykrasu,
Ta zabuly, shcho hvylyny,
Ce malenki hvyli chasu
Poky my pid zorepadom
U vinky splitaly ruky
Chvyli vynesly nas v more,
More vichnoyi rozluky.
Dvi stezyny z odniyeyi roziishlysya po krai pruha,
A samotnii sribnyi chovnyk tone v hmarah ta imli,
Chai shchastyt tobi v nehodi, serce hai ne kraye tuha,
My zakryly ochi v nebi, a vidkryly na zemli.
Pryspiv