Chata malenka, zemlya holodnenka,
Maty stara na kolinah stoyit,
Molytsya Bohu, shchob dav dopomohu,
Moze toi Boze pochuye yiyi.
Pryspiv:
Take zyttya...
Maty starenka zithaye tyhenko,
Chuye vona, shcho skoro pomre,
Dity rozbihlysya na try dorohy,
Ta navit zabuly, de maty zyve.
Pryspiv
Dovho molylas, vze i svichka zhorila.
Slozy vostannye vterla z lycya,
Tyho pishla... Derev’yanoho boha
Dyvlyatsya ochi baiduzi z hresta.
Pryspiv