Lyubov storonoyu ide

Zdavalos buv zvychainyi litnii den,
Naspivuvav veselyh ya pisen,
I mistom ya blukav, todi ya shche ne znav,
Shcho ty do mene bilshe ne pryidesh.

Do morya z inshym vid’yizdzala ty,
Pokynula nash ostriv dobroty,
V ochah u mene sil, hirkyi u serci bil,
Bo ty spalyla niznyh mrii mosty.

Pryspiv:
A ljubov, a ljubov storonoyu ide,
Zahubyly shchastya my, bilshe ne znaidem.
A ljubov, a ljubov storonoyu ide,
My z toboyu shchastya znov bilshe ne znaidem.

Zaidu v kafe de my buly udvoh,
Nallyu vyna i vyp’yu ya za dvoh,
Shcho zhasly dvi zori ne vir tomu hrim,
Ale za ce sudytyme nas Boh.

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