Vitre cyhane

Vitre cyhane, klychut v dorohu
Hory vysoki, daleki krayi,
Travy u rosah, misyac i zori,
Vohnyshcha nochi i dumy sumni.

Vitre cyhane, v vysokim nebi
Chmary daleki i leleky...

Pryspiv:
Ai-ya-i-ya-ya-yai
Ai-ya-i-ya-ya-yai
Ai-ya-i-ya-ya-yai
Kohannya llyetsya cherez krai. (ves kuplet – 2)

Vitre cyhane, v polum’yi vohnyshch
Siri tumany, lita i doshchi,
Daimony temryavy i yanholy bozi,,
Mriyi dytynstva i kazkovi pisni.

Vitre cyhane, v vysokim nebi
Chmary daleki i leleky...

Tut zvidkys uzyavsya var’yat menestrel,
Vyskochyv nache Pylyp z konopel.
Yaryni spaty vsyu nich ne davav,
V neyi pid viknamy pisni spivav:
Nizno, charivno, Yaryno moya,
Chochu z toboyu kohatysya ya.
Serce u hrudyah strazdaye i horyt
i na krylah do tebe letyt.

Pryspiv

Vitre cyhane, brate i pane,
Charivnym dymom poviyala nich.
U moyim serci zahoyila rany
Svitlom kohannya radisna myt.

Vitre cyhane, v vysokim nebi
Chmary daleki i leleky...

Pryspiv