Yunist' smerek, mov nezrivnyannyi svit krasy,
Cheremosh chvylyamy pisnyu nahraye.
Vatry horyat' na polonyni, niby cvit,
Mriya i radist' i shchastya v nych moye.

Pryspiv:
A sonce kruhom,
Daleko lyne pisnya ponad krayem.
Daleko syni hory za playamy.
Hory! Hory! Tam v dalyni.

Holos trembit nad verchovynamy dzvenyt'.
Promenem, zoryamy v nebo, hen, zlita.
Velych Karpat – ce moya hordist' i krasa,
Chystymy vesnamy serce rozkvita.

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