Nichka Rizdvyana, moroz trishchyt',
Misyac' veselyi vhori blyshchyt'.
Sriblom iskryt'sya blakytnyi snih,
Nache u kazci, lyaha do nih.
Zori lukavo morhayut' nam,
Nich pochynaye sviy balahan,
Shlyachom Chumac'kym strybaye Bis –
Misyac' ukrasty na nebo vliz.

Pryspiv.
V nichku Rizdvyanu, v cey dyvnyi chas
Vsyaki pryhody chekayut' nas,
Ihry, rozvahy i chudesa!
Nichka Rizdvyana – zymy krasa!

Chlopci, divchata! De vy? Ahov?!
Nichka Rizdvyana dratuye krov!
Toz obyrayte, chto hurtoprav –
Kolyaduvaty pryishla pora.
A pered lyustrom Oksana zde
Svoho Vakulu – koly z pryide,
Shchob yomu serce pomuchyt' znov!
Nu y chytra shtuka, ota lyubov!

Pryspiv

V rozpali svyato, radiye svit,
Shchyro susida vita susid!
V nichku Rizdvyanu do samych strich
Zarty, zabavy, i smich, i hrich!
V kohos' u chati hostey mishky,
Chtos' na Lukavim pre navproshky,
Lize varenyk komus' u rot!..
Hey, veselysya, hulyay, narod!

Pryspiv