Yak my z toboyu zustrichalys' snylysya bili sny,
Sribno romashky rozkvitaly promenyamy vesny,
Padav pid nohy cvit iz chereshnevych vit,
Bilo vesnyano nam vsmichavsya svit.

Pryspiv:
Tilky ty ne prozeny
Iz dushi svoyeyi sny,
Znov kolys' do tebe iz dalyny
Pryidut' vony. (ost 2 ryadky – 2)

Yak my z toboyu pokochalys' maky cvily u snach,
Maky chervoni rozoralys' vatramy u zytach,
Makamy svit propach, lynuv u nebo ptach,
Sonce vstelyalo nam shchaslyvyi shlyach.

Pryspiv

Yak my z toboyu poproshchalys' snyat'sya blakytni sny,
Syni voloshky rozkvitayut' poklykom dalyny,
Stelyat'sya mov dymy synimy b’yut' krylmy,
Nache vishchuyut' strinemos' shche my.

Pryspiv