Buly-buly na sonce spodivannya
Ta raptom temna chmara nadiyshla
I serce vkryla procholod chekannya
I na dushi pomenshalo tepla.

De pachkotily travy-medonosy
Zapachlo hirko duchom polynu,
Vze solovey ne p’ye dosvitni rosy,
Ne budyt' v serci niznosti strunu.

Pryspiv:
A shcho znaydesh, a shcho zahubysh,
Nikoly ne vhadayesh.
Koly nema toho, shcho lyubysh,
To lyubysh te, shcho mayesh. (ves' kuplet – 2)

Na samoti smyrenni tym, shcho mayem,
Chovayem zal za tym choho nema,
V tumani mriy nadiyi pereymayem
I spokushayem viru krad'koma.

Ne kozne serce znayet'sya v kochanni,
Shcho nam dano pryimayemo yak ye,
I tym sebe vtishayemo v shukanni,
Shcho des' komus' nas moze ne staye.

Pryspiv (2)