Ochi, v yakyh kupalys anhely

Ochi, v yakyh kupalys anhely (4)

Rozmahnuvshy ruky ty vidchuyesh yak pulsuyut kryla,
Rozibravshy stelju ty realno budesh poruch z nebom.
Rozmahnuvshy ruky ty vidchuyesh yak pulsuyut kryla,
Rozibravshy stelju ty realno budesh poruch z nebom.

I yaka durnycya, shcho mokre tvoye tilo,
Koly take prekrasne nebo zavzdy pered ochyma.

Pryspiv:
Ochi, v yakyh kupalys anhely,
Zovsim malenka krapelka virnosti,
Tak nesmilyvo torkalys radosti,
Ochi, v yakyh kupalys anhely.

Ta tak os ty, yak ty nebo, v yiyi ochah siryh,
Os ty yake nebo, fatalno krasyve
Os ty yake nebo, a moze ne treba?

Pryspiv

Chvyli pryhortayuchy sonce do sebe sonnym oblychchyam,
Tishyla moyi palci svoyim nezaimanym tilom,
Ya postylyv tobi hmary, ya vybrav sami krasyvi,
Ya dotorkavsya hubamy.

Perepletinnyamy myaziv do bozevillya slipoho,
My vydyralys do neba zirky zryvayuchy z noho,
V neopysuyeme shchastya ty pospishala pirnuty,
A ya smiyavsya i plakav, ya znav shcho budu tam.

Pryspiv

Ochi, v yakyh kupalys anhely (4)