Puhnasta hmaryna lyne rikoyu
Sonce iz neyi led-led prozrivaye,
A serce moye pokrylos zurboyu,
I vse ce prekrasne,– povoli zhasaye.
Ta hmara, shcho oko moye myluvala,
Shcho zroshuvala p’yanki kvity,
Te sonce, shcho dushu moyu zihrivalo,
i ljubylo pry shodi hority...
Use ce pohaslo, mov polum’ya svichky,
Mov vohnyk, u dalyni,
Mov kvitka samotnya v zemli bilya richky, –
U myt ce pohaslo v meni...
Pryspiv:
Pryishla ta hodyna smutku i pechali,
Hodyna, shcho serce neshchadno ranyt.
Te serce, shcho spohady v nomu brynchaly,
Ta zaraz, lysh v hrudyah nesterpno bolyt.
Bolyt do nestyamy i dumka holone,
Ostannya myt dohoraye...
Zhoryt, i serce naviky polyne
Do soncya, shcho vichno palaye...
Toz hlyanu ya shche raz na zovti polya,
Na nebo, shcho barvamy hralo,
I vyishov mii duh... Ohornula zemlya
Te serce, shcho zirkoyu stalo.
Pryspiv
Pryishla ta hodyna smutku i pechali,
Hodyna, shcho serce neshchadno ranyt.
Te serce, shcho spohady v nomu brynchaly,
Ta zaraz, lysh v hrudyah nesterpno bolyt.