Pid yasnym shatrom nebes, pomiz tyhyh sonnyh ples,
Choven plyv u krai chudes, choven plyv u krai chudes.
A v tim chovni maljuky nasluhaly zaljubky,
Yak kazaly yim kazky, yak kazaly yim kazky.
Lito sonyachne proishlo, nebo mloyu zatyahlo,
Shcho bulo te vidbulo, shcho bulo te vidbulo.
Ta vvyzayetsya meni, znov Alisa v dalyni,
V zadzerkalnii storoni, v zadzerkalnii storoni.
U krayini-dyvyni nepomitno, yak u sni,
Promynayut nochi i dni, promynayut nochi i dni.
Niby choven chy porom v zolotyi plyve zaton,
I zyttya nenache son, i zyttya nenache son.
Pid yasnym shatrom nebes, pomiz tyhyh sonnyh ples,
Choven plyv u krai chudes, choven plyv u krai chudes.