Shovk krovotochyt'
U riky vsich klyuchiv,
Krov’yu zyttya
Aploduye smerti,
Yoho serce – luna.

Tvoye oko vnochi...
U riky vsich klyuchiv
Tilky ty, tilky son...

Vona ocholodzuye nashi sercya,
Ale v nashych sylach yich znov zapalyty,
I yakshcho v nashych dushach vohnyu znov nema,
Nas zyvyt' popil cerkvy chrysta.

Chuye serce tviy plach,
Vytry slozy y ne plach.
Podyvys' v nebesa,
Tam spivaye vesna.

My prominnya vesny,
Dolya klyche bez sliv,
Sonce, sonce, ziydy,
Predkiv dushi zbudy!