Cy chuly vy, dobri dity,
Des' daleko tam, kray svita,
Za vysokymy horamy,
Za hlybokymy moryamy
Ye kray, shcho tam lyubo zyty,
Bo ne treba nic robyty.
Shcho lysh serce zabazaye,
U tiy chvyli vze vs'o maye:
Tam-to chaty z kalachiv,
A ploty vsi z kavbasiv.
Z medivnyka vsyaki strichy,
Zolota tam povni michy,
Pyva, medu i vyna
Tam teche cila rika.
Verby rodyat tam hrushky,
Nachopky vysyat bulky,
A v stavku zyve, plyve,
Ryba vze pechena zde.
Shchoby zasyahnuv rukov –
Kotru choch, spozyv zdorov.
Yak u nas roste trava,
Svizi tam rostut shchodnya
Z m’yasom syti halushky,
Varenyci y pyrohy.
Tam ne treba do mlyna
Nesty mlyvo, bo muka
Z neba, yak toy snih, pade
I v koryto sama yde.
Z pechi vylazyt', yak mysh,
Vze hotovyi chlib i knysh.
De stupysh lyshe nohoyu,
Vsyudy mid teche rikoyu,
Tam zareni holubci
Pryamo v rot letyat tobi,
Sered nochi y sered dnya
Prypravlene porosya
Chrinom z nachynkov bizyt,
Ostryi niz v chrebti stremyt,
Shchoby-s' sobi vidrubav,
Naysmachnishe zayidav.
V kozniy chati z svoloka
Mez’ cidyty moloka,
Yak kaminnye, tam lezat
Brynzy, masla cilyi sklad.
Choboty i postoly,
Poyas, cheres, kozuchy
Vysyat strichov, lysh syahay
I harnenko sya vbyray.
Z ovec' vovnu ne stryzut' –
Hotove sukno nesut'.
Sirak shyyet'sya samyi –
Chornyi, syvyi chy ryabyi.
Chto robuchyi i pylnyi,
Tam y hospodar z neho zlyi,
Toho zvidtam nahanyayut
I nazad vze ne pryimayut.
Nedbalycyam tam-to dny,
Yak u Boha za dvermy.
Lyubo v krayu tim des' zyty,
Tam ne znaye lyud tuzyty,
Tam lysh dobre, a nema
Ni nevoli, sliz, ni zla.
Mnohi tuda vendruvaly,
Ta y sumni domiv vertaly,
Bo chotya ves' svit ziyshly,
Darmoyidiv ne znayshly.
To lysh bayka, nebulycya,
Shcho u sviti ye zemlycya,
De by lyudy yily y pyly,
A nichoho ne robyly.