Kriz' patlatyi snih ya chitko bachu tebe:
Ty – ray miy, divchyno, ty – sonce moye!

Pryspiv:
Y za ce
Ya do sliz polyubyv tebe,
Bo vohon, shcho v tobi palaye,
Mene nadychaye.

Kriz' sire shklo masky tvoyich ochey
Ya vidchuvayu, yak rvet'sya promin svizych idey.

Chy znayesh, shcho miz namy lid ziyde?!
Povir, malenka, ya zroblyu dlya c'oho vse!

Obriy vkryly kvity...
Lyubov svoyu tobi
Ya vidkryv spivom dushi.