Pochmuryi den, za chmaramy des' sonce,
Ale het' dumy prykri i sumni,
Bo svyato mamy stukaye v vikonce,
Teplo rodynne pryneslo meni.
Zibralys' v domi lyubi nashi dity,
Onuky i kochanyi cholovik,
I vesnyani meni daruyut' kvity,
Dobra bazayut', shchastya, mnohaya lit.

Pryspiv:
Babusyu, matinko, druzyno! –
Zvuchyt' lyubov u cych slovach,
Na serci radisno, spokiyno,
Yaka chudova v nas sim’ya!

Onuchok – sonechko, osyayav chatu,
Svoyim "ahu" babusyu pryvitav
I choch ne vmiye sliv shche promovlyaty,
Yoho vitannya naydorozche nam.
I vse ce niby v harniy dobriy kazci,
Yaku u snach meni chtos' rozkazav.
Spasybi, Hospody, za svoyu lasku,
Za shchastya, Shcho Ty nam podaruvav!

Pryspiv

I dyakuyu ya doli za lyudynu,
Yaku kochayu shchyro na ves' vik,
Ce miy pryvitnyi, dobryi, niznyi, mylyi,
Zavzdy terplyachyi, ridnyi cholovik.
I vam spasybi, donechky kochani,
Y zyati yaki dlya mene, yak syny,
Shcho v den svyatkovyi vy s'ohodni z rannya
Z lyubov’yu do matusi vsi pryishly!

Pryspiv (2)

Na serci radisno, spokiyno,
Yaka chudova, druzna v nas sim’ya!