Lyubov

Solodkyi dykyi med, dorohy strimkyi let,
V serci vyruye krov – moze to Lyubov?
Ale sumna dusha bachyty ne baza soncya i dyvnyi svit,
I ne tane lid.

Pryspiv:
Znai, moya myla, znai, moya kohana –
Dushu zihriye ljubov, pizno chy rano.

Yak sonce novyi den u sum tvoyih ochei,
Dyvys, pryishla vesna i dzvenyt struna.
Sriblom i zolotom bentezyt dyvnyi son,
I merehtyat vnochi zori nad Dniprom.

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