Ranok, volohist ta bilyi dym,
Estakady pusti, vidchuttya bidy...
Nam z toboyu, sestra, vze vidmiryano chas,
Shcho isnuye popered, to vze ne dlya nas.
Vze pryvabljuye spokii, vysnazuye hrih,
Vze povilno za viknamy padaye snih,
Tvoya zvychka – prychyna, i ty zvolikayesh,
Ale, kazu, sestra: roby te, shcho mayesh.
Ni, sestra, pevno, ce darma,
Bula hoch obraza, teper – nema,
Vse, sestra, vidpochyn, sestra, –
Vidsotok zahy za hvylynu vmyra.
Nashi sproby shchos vdaty – nevdali, dribni,
Bo uyava utomlena kaze "ni".
Dali tak nemozlyvo, i ty vidchuvayesh,
Shchos potribno zrobyty, – roby te, shcho mayesh.
Tyhyi dzvin
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Ni-by-to-ni
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Dzyhad
Ostannya pisnya
Sumlyva bosa
Vovky
Lyuba
Roby te, shcho mayesh
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