Nache zori v nebi, ochi tvoyi syayut
I v dushi ty zavzdy moloda.
Bachysh, mamo, vze leleky vidlitayut,
Ta vony vernutsya do hnizda.
A chy pam’yatayesh pisnyu, shcho spivala
Ty meni nochamy z yunyh lit?
Na moyu sorochku kvity vyshyvala,
Shcho buyaly, nache dyvo-cvit?..
Pryspiv:
Materynska pisnya spohadiv yasnyh,
Materynska pisnya – mrii ta spodivannya.
Materynska pisnya z dalechi dorih
Povernetsya radistyu strichannya!
A u dnyah yunackyh – molodosti syla.
V nyh ty, mamo, niby rozcvila.
Vze i leleka v nebi rozpustyla kryla
I u syni dali povela.
Ty meni pisnyamy dushu zihrivala,
Pam’yatayu ya z dytyachyh lit.
Nymy moyu dolju tyho nasheptala,
Prostelyla shlyah v shyrokyi svit.
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