Znovu more – ryby, chvyli
Sonce, hory, hlyby – vilno
Ochi v zmorshkach – radist', dobre
U voloshkach zamist' kovdry

Pryspiv:
Zyttya znov zakruzlya v valsi
Znov spalachne vitrom
Stane zemlya spohadom
Nas nadychne

Moze skoro stane osin
Znykne more z namy zovsim
Bude sumno, z chasom tycho
Potim shumno, z dzazom, smichom

Pryspiv