A tam za synim neboschylom
Lyubov z vesnyu ocvila,
Roky proyshly ta obraz mylyi
Na serci tuhu naviva.

My vze ne dity, nashi dity
Do chaty vnukiv pryvely,
Ta my ne mozemo starity,
Bo v serci yunist' zberehly.

Pryspiv:
Proyshly roky ta v serci zhadka,
Yak choven v mori, vyryna.
Yak vam zyvet'sya, emihrantko,
Moyeyi yunosti vesna? (ostanni 2 ryadky – 2)

A tam vze lito, piznye lito,
Led' procholodu naviva.
Lyubov’yu sercya ne zihrity,
Yakshcho v dushi uze zyma.

My vze ne dity, nashi dity
Do chaty vnukiv pryvely,
Ta my ne mozemo starity,
Bo v serci yunist' zberehly.

Pryspiv