Mriya

Zrostaye nadiya
Na zdiisnennya mriyi
Maljuye maibutnye
Prostyi olivec
Zabuti hvylyny
Nikoly ne hynut
Yakshcho shchos pomerlo –
Ce shche ne kinec

Zahublene slovo
Povernetsya i znovu
Zaime svoye misce
V virshah i pisnyah
I ranok zasyaye
Prominnyam yaskravym
I sonce stancyuye
V shchaslyvyh rukah
Za nebo za vitrom
Za sonyachnym svitlom
Lyshyvshy pozadu
Svoyi vsi zali
Letitymut ochi,
Shchob mat te shcho hochut
Shchob serce vidchulo
Bazannya novi

Pidu – znaidu
Tu yedynu mriyu svoyu
Chekav piznav
Davnyu spravznyu
Mriyu svoyu

Rozviyutsya chary
I znyknut prymary
I yasnist poselytsya
U holovi
Horitymut ochi
Vohnem sered nochi
I serce vidchuye
Pryhody novi
Zrostaye nadiya
Na zdiisnennya mriyi
Maljuye mabutnye
Prostyi olivec
Zabuti hvylyny
Nikoly ne hynut
Yakshcho shchos pomerlo
Ce shche ne kinec