Я біду не вижену, сама з мене вискочить. Побіжим, покотимся, заведемо бесіду. Наберусь хороброщів, спитаю у горя, Чи мене не викине упасти в море.
Весна, весна, весна, весна прийде, Весна, весна, весна, весна вгамує I'll go to the river to shoot the stars, Just look at how they catch them with handfuls I will get in the bosom of these spray-fires, I dance joyfully, betrayal to death
I'll marry the rainbow, ascend after the clouds Transmit to the radio: "Goodbye, motherland!"
Spring, spring, spring, spring will come Spring, spring, spring, spring is settling down.
I'm not going to hurt myself, it pops up with me. Let's run, let's go, make a conversation. I will get acquainted with bravery, I will ask in grief Do not let me fall into the sea.
Spring, spring, spring, spring will come Spring, spring, spring, spring is settling down