Ty spy, lyubyi synu, v shchaslyvomu sni,
Dovkola nas tysha i misyac' v vikni.
Torkayet'sya shybok lysh syayevo zir,
Shumyt' des' daleko smarahdovyi bir.

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Y vid ozera lyne poklin komysha...
Tebe pokryvaye miy zir i dusha.
Chay nich, lyubyi synu, snuye sribnyi shovk.
Ty spy – na storozi bezmezna lyubov.