Ya lyublyu ce misto,
De neprosto i dosyt' problem,
Dolenosnych podiy, zaboronenych tem.
Ce misto-mriya, misto-muzey,
Ce misto-nadiya dlya dobrych lyudey.

Pryspiv:
L'vove, ya lyublyu tebe, lyublyu! (3)
L'vove, ya lyublyu tebe...

Levy splyat' ta vze blyz'ko svitanok –
Nablyzayut'sya sonyachni dni.
My ydemo, u yednosti syla, nashi ochi yasni.
Ce hospodari ydut' svoho mista,
Lyudy novi dlya novych chasiv,
I sercya, i pomysly chysti,
Syaye misto – miy L'viv!

Pryspiv

Ya lyublyu tebe, moye misto, ya lyublyu tebe!
Ya lyublyu tebe, moye misto...

Pryspiv (2)