My udvoch letily z doleyu,
Razom my kochannya vidnayshly,
A koly buly molodshymy –
Razom my na zustrich doli yshly.

Pryspiv:
Ya tebe nazvu kochanoyu,
Micno ya do sercya pryhornu.
Ty bula dlya mene bazanoyu,
Tobi skazu, shcho ya tebe lyublyu!

My ishly i sercem viryly,
Shcho v samoti my bilshe ne budem.
Yakshcho my vtratymo kochannya –
Yoho my bilshe ne znaydem.

Pryspiv

Nam lyubov z nebes smiyalasya
I amur strily v sercya puskav,
Yakshcho b ne ty to ya b kochannya
Ne zlovyv i ne vidchuvav.

Pryspiv

Ya lechu dumkamy v nebesa,
Dumav z nych pobachu ya tebe,
Znaydu ya, do sercya pryhornu,
Viryu, shcho zihriyu ya tebe!

Pryspiv