Pislya nochi

Haryachyi podyh vitru tvoye lyce znov obpeche,
Nihto slozy ne vytre, shcho po shchoci tvoyii teche.
Dorohoyu zi svitla mandruyesh ty u dyvnyi hram,
Krok pershyi i ostannii na nii zrobyty musysh sam.
Yaskrave kolo soncya ta misyacya sriblyastyi rih
Tvoyi dovichni druzi, suputnyky tvoyih dorih.
Ni slova ne promovlyat, hoch ye pro shcho skazaty yim,
Ot tym, shcho viter lovlyat chy na pisku buduyut dim.

Pryspiv:
Pislya nochi sonce ziide,
Pislya nochi svitlo pryide.

Zyttya ne lehka shtuka, ioho ne prosto pereity,
Mov perekotypole ty miryayesh chuzi svity.
Svoyimy zavzdy hnanyi, a dlya chuzyh nemov ridnya,
U kruhoverti nochi tvoya dusha shukaye dnya.

Pryspiv (3)