Nich nakryla sonne misto
Zirky syplyut'sya namystom
Ty spivayesh chy movchysh,
Moze mriyesh ta letysh

Rozkryvaye nich nam ochi
V neyi ty beresh, shcho chochesh
Chochesh p’yesh, chochesh spysh
Chochesh mriyesh ta letysh

Zori vkryly nichne nebo
U nochi ye vse, shcho treba
Mozesh spat', mozesh pyt'
Mozesh mriyat' ta letit'

Nich soboyu vse nakryla
Nas nese na svoyich krylach
Ty spivayesh chy movchysh,
Moze mriyesh ta letysh