Onuky moyi, onuchky!
Iz vamy, vnuchata-vnuchenky,
Prochodzu ya znov nauku
Malych ochenyat i ruchenok...
Dyvlyusya na vas, chuduyus',
Svoye choch by shchos' shukayu,
I nache u vodu tuyu z
Ya znov u zytti stupayu.
Iz vamy, moyi onuky,
V dobu svoyich skron zasnizenych
Ya zhaduyu znov nauku
Malych ruchenyat i nizenok!..
Obnyat' vas tak micno chochu,
Uzyaty usich na ruky,
Bo bilsh za syniv i dochok
My lyubym svoyich 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, choch ya y ne molodiyu,
Shche y na vashenkych ditey
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 malyuky y malyuchky,
Chetverti mene chastynochky...
A moze, mene shche y bilshe
U vas, vashych rysach, ruchach...
Bo z kazut', shcho my sylnishe
Povtoryuyemos' v onukach.
Nu shcho z, povtoryus' chay znovu,
Ale vze vs'omu nauchenym,
Shchob vy u zytti y lyubovi
Pomenshe buly zasmucheni!
Onuky moyi, onuky!
Vam shchastya ya tak bazayu!
A zaraz – chodit' na ruky,
Dopoky shche sylu mayu!
Onuky moyi, onuky,
Ya Boha za vas blahayu!
A zaraz – idit' na ruky,
Dopoky shche sylu mayu.