Dusha skydaye shkiru v pich
Koly vmyraye den.
Zalyshyvshys z zirkamy vich-na-vich
Bluka staryi olen.
Pryspiv:
Kolo tebe ljudy, rozljucheni psy,
Zoryanyi anhel ne spy.
Tilky ty u nebi z’yavys i vony
Znovu stanut ditmy.
Cherez dorohu chornyi kit
Tobi ne probizyt.
Pislya trohsot kryvavyh lit
Tebe zhadaye svit.
Pryspiv (2)
Lyuti hmary rozirve i uhoru pidiime
Tvoye serce, shcho vichno zyve.
Na kolina vpade bis, zapalaye chornyi lis
Vid vohnyu, shcho anhel prynis.