Yak v barvystomu vinochku,
Kryvyi Rih, tebe ya bachu
U kvitnevomu sadochku
Na tvoyiy veseliy dachi.
Kolo richky bilym cvitom
Do vody vona schylylas',
Na svoyu charivnu vrodu,
Nache divka, zadyvylas'.

Pryspiv:
Oy ty z, moya lyuba,
Ty moya Vesela Dacha!
Ty moya shchaslyva dolya
I moya vesela vdacha!
Chlibo-salo-horilchana,
Yablunevo-solov’yina,
Storona moya vyshneva,
Shchyroserdna Ukrayina!

Prostyahnu do soncya ruky,
Chystoty yoho nap’yusya
I do Boha, yak do bat'ka,
U molytvi pryhornusya.
Stanu bosymy nohamy
Na svyati tvoyi doloni,
Poklonyus' Zemli, yak mami,
Shcho pryhrilas' na osonni.

Pryspiv

Viterec' z Karachuniv
Cvitom Zemlyu obsypaye
I tyulpany pid chatamy
Niznym podychom hoydaye.
Ne letyat' u vulyk bdzoly,
Choch davno pora yim spaty, –
Budu ya yim z soloveykom
Cilu nich pisni spivaty.