Vzhe zagorily`sya zori vechirniyi,
  Viter ty`xesen`ko viye,
Pole rosoyu vechirn`oyu skroplene,
  Snom opovy`te, [sy`niye]1...

Til`ky` vershena Karmelya dalekogo
  V syajvi rozhevij zny`kaye;
Ty`sha nastala, i vsyudy` zamovknulo.
  My`logo serce chekaye...

De zh ty`, koxany`j mij? De ty`, xoroshy`j mij,
  Ty`xy`j shater svij xovayesh?
De ty` pasesh svoye stado? Opivdnya
  De ty`, skazhy`, oddy`xayesh?

Chuyesh ty` golos mij? Bachy`sh ty`, lyuby`j mij,
  Chorni pekuchi ci ochi?
Dovgo shukala [tebe ya]2, koxanogo,
  V sutini litn`oyi nochi!..

Dovgo shukala; i os` vin, koxany`j mij!
  Vy`d jogo shhastyam palaye,
Pid golovoyu v mene jogo pravy`cya,
  Liva mene obijmaye...

Steleyu kedry` nad namy` splitayut`sya,
  Pole vse vkry`te kvitkamy`;
Stelyut`sya rozhi chudovi Sarons`kiyi
  Py`shny`m ky`ly`mom pid namy`!

Pisnya chudova, shho vik nezabutnyaya
  Llyet`sya z vy`sokogo trona...
Promini ranku shhe grayut` na radisny`m
  Svitlim choli Solomona.

Xlopecz` derzhavny`j do liry` sxy`lyayet`sya,
  Strun dotorknuvsya rukamy`...
Pisnya lyubovi mogutnya i my`laya
  Koty`t`sya, llyet`sya strumkamy`...