Visim nochei ya ne zmykayu ochei, ya myslju: "to shcho-to za napast taka?"
Shchos ya ne znayu, shcho-to ta ptashka litaye i choho bila voda v moloka
Shcho-to ty idesh, choho i yak ty zyvesh ty, to tak tyazko vlovyty meni
Tym-to ne splju vnochi ya i Boha molju, shchoby proyasnyv, de to zori pry dni
Pryspiv:
Shcho-to ty, shcho-to, ya ne znayu, sam sebe pytayu znov vze vosmu nich (2)