Chlopchyku, synu mii, poryvayus za toboyu...
Poryad ty – serce spyt, tebe nemaye – serce plache moye!
U tvoyih ochah – vse zyttya moye, u tvoyih ochah – nebo synyeye,
Nebo chysteye, medytyvneye, nebo synyeye, medytyvneye...
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Ty lyhyi – serce spyt, tebe kryvdyat – serce plache moye!
U tvoyih ochah – vse zyttya moye, u tvoyih ochah – nebo synyeye,
Nebo chysteye, medytyvneye, nebo synyeye, medytyvneye...