Smachno zyty v Ukrayini,
Osoblyvo u seli,
Koly v kozniy ye rodyni
Shmatok sala na stoli.
A do sala shche y horilka,
Shchob p’yanila holova.
Ukrayinec', mov ta bdzilka,
P’ye nektar iz horla.

Pryspiv:
Ukrayinci lyublyat' salo,
Shche y z solonym ohirkom,
A, yak svyato yakes' mayut',
To hulyayut' vsim selom.
Ukrayini lyublyat' pisnyu,
Shchob brynila az struna.
Shchob zyvit na dvoye trisnuv,
Y ne bolila holova.

Smachno zyty v Ukrayini,
Osoblyvo u seli.
Vmiyut' dobre pohulyaty,
I velyki, i mali.
Salom starist' vidhanyayut',
A horilka syl daye.
Yak hulyayut', to hulyayut',
V hrudyach serce b’ye!

Pryspiv