Lyubov to son

Bilya ozera u litnyu nich
My buly z toboyu vich-na-vich,
Ciluvalys pid zoryamy my,
Byly lebedi poruch krylmy,
I nesla ponad svitom luna,
I u mene kohana odna.
Chljupotila tyhenko voda,
Shcho dlya nas i bida – ne bida.

Pryspiv:
Cei son, cei son
Meni shchonochi snytsya.
Kriz son, kriz son
Vona meni smiyetsya.
Cei son, cei son
Mene ne pokydaye.
Lyubov, o son,
Vona mene kohaye.

Bilya ozera znovu idem,
Ta u serci moyim tyhyi shchem,
Zirka v nebi nichna dohora,
Rozstavannya pryhodyt pora.
A blahannya moye: "Zupynys!"
Lebedyata pidnyaly u vys.
I bere nas rozluka v polon,
A vnochi ty pryhodysh v mii son.

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