Zavitaite do nas navesni,
Yak kashtany zakvitchani mriyut,
Yak zlitayut nad Prutom pisni,
Zavitaite do nas v Kolomyyu!
Pryspiv: (2)
De na sviti ya ne budu,
Syni hory ne zabudu,
Yak zhadayu – serce mliye,
Kolomyye, Kolomyye!..
Moze, tut vashe shchastya zyve,
Moze, strinete divchynu mylu,
Koly vechir lypnevyi plyve
Z polonyn zapashnyh v Kolomyyu.
Pryspiv
Zavitaite do nas voseny
Na veseli svyatkovi zabavy,
Stante z namy v tanok vohnyanyi,
Yak zahrayut sopilky i cymbaly.
Pryspiv
I todi, yak puhnasta zyma
Bilym kylymom hory ukryye,
Yak smerichku moroz obiima,
Kolomyya vas sercem zihriye.
Pryspiv (2)