Yak vyletiv sokilonko.
Pryspiv:
Shchedryi vechor, dobryi vechor,
Dobrym ljudyam na zdorov’ye.
Kvartyrochku odsuvaye
I v vikonce zahlyadaye.
Shche nasha Nadyusha ne chesana.
Ne chesana, ne pletena.
Shyly cherevychky ta vmalyly.
Shyly koftu ta vmalyly.
Obrizochky ta v kisochky.
("Dai, Boze, vechir dobryi!
Z Novym rokom, dobri ljudy!
Chai vam shchastya zavzdy bude!" – promovlyayuchy).