Zori syni v neba hronach,
Cvit rankovyi na rilli.
V solov’yinych peredzvonach
Vse rozkvitlo na zemli.

Zyto povnyt'sya krasoyu,
Nalyvayet'sya zyttyam,
I smiyet'sya nad rikoyu
Traven skupanym dytyam.

Tam, de nich zvablyva v’yane,
Holosnyi ptashynyi spiv.
Ne shkoduyte dlya kochanych
Naymylishych perliv-sliv.

Zori zblyaknut' u svitannyach,
Shcheznut', yak shchezayut' sny,
Ta zalyshyt'sya kochannya –
Pisnya shchedroyi vesny!