Cholody na zemlju vpaly, holody
Molodyi sumuye misyac, molodyi
Vin svoyu shukaye zirku,
Mon amur, zithaye hirko
A u misti tysyachi dorih
I vsyudy snih, vsyudy snih
Cholody zamknuly bramy, holody
Moze midnyi hrish, a moze zolotyi
Chtos podast tobi yak vechir
Obiime sharman za plechi
Abo bude biika, *moz kus truc*
U misti tysyachi spokus
Cholody, ne zamerzayut pochuttya
U Rizdvo zminyty lehko vse zyttya
Shershe lya fam, ty hlopec sprytnyi
Koma lya her, bud nepohytnyi
Bo u misti des zyve vona – tvoya odna
Lyubov odna!..