Yunist' moya – tvoyi vuhlyny ochi.
A molodist' – ce bureviyni nochi,
Tvereza mudrist' rankiv, velych dniv,
Y choral ptashynnyi v shatrach topoliv.

Pryspiv:
P’yemo nektar –
Kochannya trunok dyvnyi,
Nastoyanyi na
Sonyachnim prominni,
A pochalos' p’yanke
Shalene lito
Z tvoho darunku –
Kvitky pershocvitu.

My yunist' berezem v zytti ubohim.
Za te uklinno dakuyemo Bohu,
Shcho mayemo shchaslyvyi dar dushi –
Toy pershocvit proslavyt' u virshi.

Pryspiv

Veselka v svoyi barvy virsh vplitaye.
A z neyu vze ptashynna druznya zhraya,
Shchoranku vyrushayuchy v polit,
Nad svitom rozsivaye pershocvit.

Pryspiv