U nichnim dalekim nebi zhubleni svity,
Yak meni diity do tebe, yak tebe znaity?
Zustrichalys po dorozi riky i mosty,
Dumala meni do tebe shche ity, ity.
Pryspiv:
Za myt do pocilunku lysh pohlyadu tuman,
I myt do pocilunku zalyshylasya nam.
Cya myt do pocilunku prozora, yak sloza,
Za myt do pocilunku vze pizno ity nazad.
Tyhi kroky chuyu, ledve yih vpiznayu ya,
Padayut zirkamy z neba peljustky troyand.
Tyhi kroky ya vpiznayu, bachu tin tvoyu,
I chomus sobi ne viryu i chohos boyus.
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