Hey, huk, maty, huk,
De kozaky p’yut',
I veselaya
Ta dorizenka,
Kudy vony ydut'.

Ta kudy z vony ydut',
Tam bory hudut',
Popered sebe
Ta vrazych paniv
Oblavoyu prut'.

Zibralys' vony
Pid ryasni duby,
Ta chekayuchy
Ta y otamana
Na radu sobi.

Otaman ide,
Yak holub hude,
A pid biloyu
Ta berezoyu
Holovku klade.

"Otamane nash,
Ne dbayesh za nas,
Os' i, bach, nashe
Ta tovarystvo,
Yak rozhardiyash.

Chy ne sram tobi
Pokydaty nas
I po zastumach
Ta c'oho lisu
Blukaty bez nas?

Hlyan, otamane,
Vze svit nastaye.
Oy uze z nashe
Ta tovarystvo
Koney sidlaye!"

"Oy pomru z ya, pomru
Ne zazyv slavy,
Bo nema meni
Ta doli buty
Bat'kom nad vamy".