Navchy mene, mamo, spivanok –
Charivnych perlynok otych,
Z yakymy prychodyt' svitanok
Y kupayet'sya v rosach ryasnych.

Ce yich rozsivaly boyany –
Narodu moho solov’yi,
Shchob sela buyaly sadamy
I spivom vinchalys' hayi.

Shchob schodylo sonce shchoranku,
Cvit-ryastom vkryvalas' zemlya,
Y shchoden velychalas' v serpanku
Vkrayina – Vitchyzna moya!

Pryimu yich, yak doli cilunky,
Y vklonyusya tym vishchym ryadkam –
Melodiyam sercya i dumky, –
Vony ne pidvladni vikam!