Ya pokohala tebe voseny,
Zovte lystya z derev opadalo.
Lito babyne ishlo u solodki sny,
A kohannya moye rozkvitalo.
A kohannya moye, a kohannya moye,
A kohannya moye rozkvitalo.
Pryspiv:
Kohanyi, dyvljus na nebo – v synii dali sribnyi zoreplav.
Kohanyi, ce niby toi nash pam’yatnyi ostannii lystopad.
Kohanyi, ne plachu ya, bo ne povernu spalenu zoryu.
Kohanyi, lysh viter spohad navivaye pro ljubov moyu.
Viter hmarynku nebom zene, a ya v uyavi bachu tebe.
Znov prydyvlyayus, – ya bachu tebe, tebe!
Zalisnyi poduv tuhu zene, pole shepoche, chuyu tebe.
Znov prysluhayus, – ya chuyu tebe, tebe!
Ya pokohala tebe voseny,
I todi hotovylas ity v put.
A kohannya moye, nache homin vesny,
Ohrivalo nam nochi shchaslyvi.
A kohannya moye, a kohannya moye
Ohrivalo nam nochi shchaslyvi.
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