Svyata nich, tyha nich!
Yasnist b’ye vid zirnyc,
Dytynonka Presvyata,
Taka yasna, mov zorya,
Spochyvaye v tyhim sni.
Svyata nich, tyha nich!
Hei, utry slozy z vich,
Bo Syn Bozyi ide do nas,
Cilyi svit ljubov’yu spas,
Vytai nam svyate Dytya!
Svyata nich nastaye,
Yasnyi blysk z neba b’ye,
V ljudskim tili Bozyi Syn
Pryishov nyni v Vyfleyem,
Shchob spasty cilyi svit.