Bat'ku lyubyi, ridnyi ty miy!
Vze syn posyviv davno tviy.
Zyttya tak nestrymno plyve –
Spohadamy serce zyve:
Pro sad kvituchyi u seli,
De dit'my bihaly mali;
Yak nas do shkoly provodzav,
Z lyubov’yu shchepy pryvyvav.
Bat'ku lyubyi, vchytelyu miy!
Proshu, choch na myt' povernys',
V sadu pomiz yablun proydys'.

Ditey navchyv ty lyubyty
Serce vsim druzyam daryty.
Myru yim, shchastya bazaty,
Zemlyu ridnu shanuvaty.
Nemov by uchora bulo –
Kudys' iz vitrom zahulo...
Lyshylas' v serci tuha, bil,
A miz dumkamy – zametil.
Molyu, choch na myt' povernys',
Bat'ku lyubyi, vchytelyu miy.
Vdyachnyi doli – syn bo z ya tviy!