Prekrasna nauka

Onuky moyi, onuchky!
Iz vamy, vnuchata-vnuchenky,
Prohodzu ya znov nauku
Malyh ochenyat i ruchenok...
Dyvljusya na vas, chuduyus,
Svoye hoch by shchos shukayu,
I nache u vodu tuyu z
Ya znov u zytti stupayu.
Iz vamy, moyi onuky,
V dobu svoyih skron zasnizenyh
Ya zhaduyu znov nauku
Malyh ruchenyat i nizenok!..
Obnyat vas tak micno hochu,
Uzyaty usih na ruky,
Bo bilsh za syniv i dochok
My ljubym svoyih onukiv.

Vnuky, vnuchenky moyi,
Tovarystvo nevsydyuche,
Vas ne bachyv ya lyshen dva dni,
A mov rik mynuv, tak skuchyv!..
Shvydko z yak vy rostete,
Toz, hoch ya i ne molodiyu,
Shche i na vashenkyh ditei
Dochekatys ye nadiya...
Choch zyttya i ne proste,
Ta na krashche ya nadiyus
I na pravnukiv shche tez
Dochekatys vstyhnut mriyu!

Onuky moyi, onuchky,
Moyi dorohi krovynochky,
Smishni maljuky i maljuchky,
Chetverti mene chastynochky...
A moze, mene shche i bilshe
U vas, vashyh rysah, ruhah...
Bo z kazut, shcho my sylnishe
Povtoryuyemos v onukah.
Nu shcho z, povtoryus hai znovu,
Ale vze vsomu nauchenym,
Shchob vy u zytti i ljubovi
Pomenshe buly zasmucheni!
Onuky moyi, onuky!
Vam shchastya ya tak bazayu!
A zaraz – hodit na ruky,
Dopoky shche sylu mayu!
Onuky moyi, onuky,
Ya Boha za vas blahayu!
A zaraz – idit na ruky,
Dopoky shche sylu mayu.