Korovy molyat'sya do soncya,
shcho polum’yanym schodyt' makom.
Strunka topolya tonsha y tonsha,
mov derevo stavalo ptachom.

Vid voza misyac' vidpryahayut'.
Shyroke konoplyane nebo.
Obviyana dalin bezkraya,
i v syvim dymi lisu hrebin.

Z hir yavorove lystya lyne.
Kuzil, i piven, i kolyska.
Vlyvayet'sya den do dolyny,
mov svize moloko do mysky.