Tysyachi vohniv
Misto znov osyayut',
Mov z kazkovych sniv
Bilyi snih kruzlyaye.

Pryspiv:
Tak, choch i dorosli my
Ta u cyu nich z dit'my
Svyato chekayemo i dyv
Shchob nastupnyi rik dlya nas
Vsi dveri vidkryv.

Shcho mynulyi rik
Koznomu zalyshyv
Pryhadayem my
V novorichniy tyshi.

Pryspiv:
I potim kryshtalyu dzvin,
Vidlik novych chvylyn
Znov rozpochne proshchannyu chas
Bo vze Novyi rik ide,
Chekaye na nas.