Kudy b ya ne veshtav,
De b ne buly posydenky,
Ta naikrashchi v sviti donky
V Ukrayiny-nenky.
Harni divky, faini krali,
Dobri molodyci,
Yak zustrineshsya z takymy –
Yak ne zadyvytys?
Chtos mi kazav,
Shcho naikrashchi v sviti – to mulatky,
Nache vony vsi fihurni
I yak shokoladky.
Nu komu to yak, a meni vse z
Blyzche svii barvinok,
I kohayemo my tilky
Spravznih ukrayinok!
Yak zbereshsya ty do shljubu,
Os tobi porada:
Odruzysya z ukrayinkoyu,
To i bude ladno:
Daty vsomu moze radu,
V hati hospodynya,
Nu a v spravah to amurnyh
Spravznyaya bohynya.
Tilky shchob ci chornobrovi
Ta i ne zabuvaly,
Shcho yim sam Taras Hryhorovych
Mudro nakazaly:
Shchob kohaly ukrayinciv,
Rid nash zberihaly,
Zakordonnii voroznechi
Pryvid ne davaly.
Kudy b ya ne veshtav,
De b ne buly posydenky,
Ta naikrashchi v sviti donky
V Ukrayiny-nenky!