Mizhir’ya

Husta smereka bilya haty,
I hram novyi u zvony ne b’ye
Zustrine tut horyanka-maty,
Bo vse tut ridne, vse moye.
Tut hory hrayut i spivayut,
Iskrytsya Shypit-vodospad,
Ya prytuljus do cho krayu,
Shchob znov vernutysya nazad.

Pryspiv:
Mizhir’ya, mizhir’ya
Pryvitna udacha,
Nebesna krasa
Osyainyh verhovit,
Mizhir’ya, mizhir’ya
Chto coho ne bachyv?
Po chary nezvychni,
Do nas pryyizdit.

Probihalo davno dytynstvo
Po cyh zakruchenyh stezkah.
Vze syaye oseni namysto
Na polotnyanyh sorochkah.
Tut viter, mov u dudku svyshche,
A tysha – muzyka serdec,
Miz hir tomu i do Boha blyzche
Selo rodynne Pylypec.

Pryspiv: (2)
Mizhir’ya, mizhir’ya
Vse vyshche i vyshche
De vysi yasnoyi
Zyvi vitrazi.
Mizhir’ya, mizhir’ya,
Nenache horyshche
Vkrayinskoyi haty
i moyeyi dushi.