Davno ta daleka doroha
Zavela u ridne selo,
Nechay Vas pokyne tryvoha,
Shchastya u chatu zayshlo.

Bat'ko i maty v tvoyiy ridniy chati,
Poky chekayut' – do nych prychody,
Bat'ko i maty lyubov’yu bahati,
Chay ne sudylosya buty zavzdy.

Tut vse take ridne i blyz'ke,
Syudy chochesh zavzdy pryidy,
U vyshyvkach vse v chati kvitne,
Bat'kivs'ke teplo zberehty.

Yake to ye shchastya vid Boha,
Koly shche chekayut' bat'ky,
Do nych zavzdy lehka doroha,
Cinuymo ci spilni roky!