Buly denky

Mista i ljudy, zirky i ljubov.
Pid nebom harno sercyam bytys vdvoh.
Tvomu kohannyu prostyahayu ruky
Cherez Chumackyi Shlyah,
Cherez prospekt Lyubvi.

Ridne misto, misto Cherson,
Mylishe tebe nema.
Bili stiny harnyh domiv,
Balkony na cyh domah.
A ya idu, hukayu tebe
Hulyaty do zori.
I my
Sami
Hulyayemo.

Misto kvitne, nache buket.
Daruyu ioho tobi.
Chysti ploshchi, mytyi prospekt,
V nyh dyvlyatsya lihtari.
A my vnochi, nad namy – zirky,
Nikoho skriz nema.
I holos tvii, i potysk ruky,
I pershyi pocilunok.
Sered derev dyhannya zibrav,
Tebe ya zupynyv.
Kazu
Tobi:
"Ya ljublju".

Buly, buly, buly.
Buly, buly, dnyny.
Buly, buly, buly.

Moye zyttya, kohannya moye,
Tovarysh mii – Cherson.
Spilky, shljuby –
V tvoye im’ya...