Nashchadky, nashchadky,
Takyi cey zvaryovanyi chas,
Nash voroh i blyzniy, i zvir,
Shcho chovayet'sya v chashchi.
I, moze, nam tilky zyttya,
Shcho nadiya na vas,
Nechay my zorstoki i dyki,
Vy budete krashchi!

Nashchadky, nashchadky,
My sluchaly shepit zirok.
Ta z shepotu toho
Zbahnuly tak malo, ledashchi...
My bachyly Boha,
My buly vid noho za krok,
Na blyzche ne stalo nam duchu,
Vy budete krashchi!

Nashchadky, nashchadky,
Shche v nas prokydayet'sya zvir,
Koly my zdiymayemo spysy
I krutymo prashchi.
Ta vse z tak po-lyuds'ky
Zyvi my nayvyshchoyu z vir,
Nas nebo shche pryime nazad,
Bo vy budete krashchi! (ost 4 ryadky – 2)