Ya malenke divcha

Vchora kukly svoyi
Ya zibrala usi,
Poprohala yih vsih zachekaty,
Bo estradni vohni
Mene klychut syudy,
De ya shchyro Vam hochu spivaty.

Pryspiv:
Ya malenke divcha,
Ya na konkurs pryishla,
Shchob spivaty pisni pro bazannya,
Pro krayinu svoyu,
Pro matusyu i vesnu
I pro te, shcho ye v sviti kohannya.

Trohy prykro meni,
Shcho shche dovho rosty,
Nu, koly z ya dorosloyu stanu?
I tomu hlyadachi
Vybachaite meni,
Shcho os tak ya vas zaraz vitayu.

Pryspiv

Chai cya pisnya letyt,
Holubkamy kruzyt,
Pochuttya sami pershi vertaye,
Radist – shchastya nese
I hai inkoly shche
Vam pro mene vona nahadaye.

Pryspiv