Zahraite, muzyky, zahraite,
Tilky sercyu plakat ne daite.
A ya zatancyuyu ta shche i zaspivayu,
Nai pochuyut ljudy po cilomu krayu!
Nai pochuyut doly ta hory,
Yak trembita v polonyni vtoryt.
A ya zatancyuyu, ta shche i zaspivayu,
Nai pochuyut ljudy po cilomu krayu!
Pryspiv:
A koly ta pisnya lunko ozovetsya,
Pryhornys, kohana, do moioho sercya,
Do moioho sercya, shcho tebe kohaye,
Shcho dlya tebe pisnyu radisnu spivaye!
My u pari hodym z toboyu,
Nashi doli stanut odnoyu.
Llyetsya nasha pisnya ponad ridni hory,
Nam obom daruye shchastya yasnozore!
Pryspiv