Shcho z toboyu, skazy meni donyu?
Chym zbentezene serce tvoye?
Chom sumni tvoyi ochi bezdonni?
Shcho pokoyu tobi ne daye?
Pryspiv:
Pershe kohannya, pershe kohannya,
Zoryani i misyachni, zoryani i misyachni nochi.
Pershe kohannya, pershe svitannya,
Radist i mriyi, radist i mriyi divochi.
Moze, snyvsya tobi na svitanni
Sad kazkovyi – nenachebto Rai.
Znachyt, budesh shchaslyva v kohanni,
Son provydec, i ty pro ce znai.
Pryspiv
Ne lyakaisya, koly, donyu, serce
B’yetsya huchno i mlosno shchemyt.
To kohannya pryishlo tvoye pershe,
To tvoya naishchaslyvisha myt.
Pryspiv