Tyha nich

Tyha nich, Svyata nich,
Yasnist b’ye vid zirnyc.
Dytynonka presvyata,
Taka yasna, mov zorya,
Spochyvaye tyho
V tyhim-tyhim sni.

Tyha nich, Svyata nich,
Hei, utry slozy z vich,
Bo Syn Bozyi ide do nas,
Cilyi svit ljubov’yu spas.
Vitai ze nam,
Svyate Dytya!

Tyha nich, Svyata nich,
Yasnyi blysk z neba b’ye.
V ljudskim tili Bozyi Syn
Pryishov nyni v Vyfleyem
Shchob nam spasty
Cilyi, cilyi svit.