Cey ranok prekrasnyi tomu,
Shcho ye v mene pisnya nova —
Pro ruky y ochi lysh
Y pro usmich tviy slova,
Y shcho budesh poryad ty, yak i ranish.

Zi strun moyich pisnya zlita
Pro tebe, yaku tak kochav.
I kaze melodiya ta,
Shcho malo shche ya ciluvav
Tvoyi usta.

I spivaye moye
Serce radisno znov.
V serci svyato, yak ye
V nim lyubov.

Zi strun moyich pisnya zlita
Pro tebe, yaku tak kochav.
I kaze melodiya ta,
Shcho malo shche ya ciluvav
Tvoyi usta.

I kaze melodiya ta,
Shcho malo shche ya ciluvav
Tvoyi usta...