Zvuchy, ridna movo

Na vici zyttya tyho mele mlyn chasu
I u vyshyni zori po odnii hasyt,
Ta zapaljuye zamist nyh znov i znovu
I nese u svit plominkyi vohon slova.
Slovo movy vy hlyan v moyi vusta slovo,
Yak busynkamy nymy vyhraye mova;
Zori svity sily krai moho stolu
Sluhayut yiyi movy charivnyi holos.

Pryspiv:
Prychasty mene rozmovoyu ukrayinskoyu movoyu,
Zacharui mene slovnozvisnoyu ukrayinskoyu pisneyu;
Prychasty mene rozmovoyu ukrayinskoyu movoyu,
Zacharui mene niznoyu ukrayinskoyu pisneyu.

Zaplitaye den kvitamy pisen yasno
Lito shchedre ide, sto nadii cvite ryasno,
Z ridnoyi zemli b’ye vze dzerelo znovu
I mchut slova u dzvinkyi kryshtal movy;
Zori svity sily krai moho stolu
Sluhayut yiyi movy charivnyi holos.

Pryspiv