Chlopchyku, synu miy, poryvayus' za toboyu...
Poryad ty – serce spyt', tebe nemaye – serce plache moye!
U tvoyich ochach – vse zyttya moye, u tvoyich ochach – nebo synyeye,
Nebo chysteye, medytyvneye, nebo synyeye, medytyvneye...

Lyude miy, hrishnyi svit, poryvayus' za toboyu...
Ty lychyi – serce spyt', tebe kryvdyat' – serce plache moye!
U tvoyich ochach – vse zyttya moye, u tvoyich ochach – nebo synyeye,
Nebo chysteye, medytyvneye, nebo synyeye, medytyvneye...