Osin hrala nam sonatu,
Vse odno bula sumna ty,
Pid doshchem, ty chotila shche,
Mene ciluvaty.

Pryspiv:
Davay my pohrayemo vdvoch vostanne,
Davay my pohrayemo vdvoch v kochannya –
Bez sliv, v nochi bez sniv.

Ty moyich nochey sonata,
Za hrichy moyi rozplata,
Polum’yam dohora im’ya,
Shcho chotiv piznaty.

Pryspiv