Tam bilya richky spyt' verba,
De diva moloda bahattya rozvela.
Syla troyandovych ochey
I oksamy hrudey zalyakuye lyudey.

Pryspiv:
Vid'ma ty, vid'ma ty
Blahayu vidpusty.
Vid'ma ty, vid'ma ty
Blahayu vidpusty.

Ty ye knyahyneyu prymar,
Shcho kynuti nam z chmar dlya nenavysti y chvar.
Tilo moye loskoche zar,
To potayemnyi dar tvoyich zelenych char.