Ya i ty

Zihrii mene v svoyih dolonyah,
Poklych pryity u svoyi sny,
Z’yavys meni u nich bezsonnu,
V micnyh obiimah prytuly.

Cilui lysh tak, yak ty umiyesh,
Torkaisya niznistyu dolon.
Chai vid nestyamy serce mliye
I z tvoyim b’yetsya v unison.

Pryspiv:
Ya i ty to odne cile,
Ty i ya burhlyve more,
Ponesut ljubov vitryla
Na shyrokiyi prostory
I v osinnii den chudovyi,
V sribnyh rosah na svitanni,
Bude shchastya u ljubovi,
Bude shchastya u kohanni.

Pytai mene shchos tyho-tyho,
Do sebe teplo pryhortai,
Abo z, movchy, ty moya vtiho,
V poloni dotykiv blahan.

Chai ochi z neba nas soromlyat,
Ty zavtra bilshe ne pryidesh.
Ta nyni z ruk moyih nevtomnyh
Ya obicyayu ne vtechesh!


Pryspiv