Vichna ljubov

Rozhrystana osin do neba protyahuye vity,
I lystya opale slozamy vmyvayetsya znov,
A yii by hoch promin, hoch kraplju yakoyis blakyti,
Shchob znov povernuty zahublenu v mandrah ljubov.

Pryspiv:
Lyubove moya, povernys, ozovys,
V dushi zabryny zolotoyu strunoyu,
I cvitom kohannya mene okropy,
U v osin moyu povernysya vesnoyu.

Nas vsih pidpyhaye v bezodnyu rozbeshchenyi viter,
Nas vsih ne mynayut rozbytyh serdec vidchuttya.
I my, yak ta osin, chekayem vesnyanoho cvitu,
Chekayem kohannya i krasy vid novoho zyttya.

Pryspiv

Chekayem, ljubove, tebe, yak pohozoyi myti.
Vse v sviti mynaye, zhora, oblitaye krasa,
Lysh spalahy soncya i cvit vesnyanoyi blakyti
Nikoly ne zhasnut, bo vichna ljubov ne zhasa.

Pryspiv