Visim nochey ya ne zmykayu ochey, ya myslyu: "to shcho-to za napast' taka?"
Shchos' ya ne znayu, shcho-to ta ptashka litaye i choho bila voda v moloka

Shcho-to ty ydesh, choho i yak ty zyvesh ty, to tak tyazko vlovyty meni
Tym-to ne splyu vnochi ya i Boha molyu, shchoby proyasnyv, de to zori pry dni

Pryspiv:
Shcho-to ty, shcho-to, ya ne znayu, sam sebe pytayu znov vze vos'mu nich (2)