Ce ye viyna u kraplyach doshchu
Ce ye viyna u synomu nebi
Ce ye viyna v tvoyich ochach
Ce ye viyna v moyemu serci.
Ce provyna v tvoyich dumkach
I provyna v moyemu serci
Tilky vona, vona odna
Kvitamy ochi zastylaye...

Pryspiv:
Ty ne zupynyay, zupynyay kvity...

Chuyesh, yak doshch tremtyt' v rukach?
Chuyesh, yak vidchay rozryvaye?
Chuyesh vohon v moyich dumkach?
Chuyesh, yak kvity rozkvitayut'?
Ne vybachaye sumnyi chas,
V zovtych ochach trymaye viter.
Sonce bulo navkolo nas,
Ty prominyav yoho na kvity.