– Poday, divchyno, ruku na proshchannya,
Moze, v ostanniy vze raz,
Pryishla my karta, mus yty do boyu,
Mushu spovnyaty prykaz.

My yshly do boyu temnenkoyi nochi,
De-ne-de zori siyaly.
Harmaty byly, a my nastupaly,
Choch oden po druhim upadaly.

Bachyv ya, bachyv zranenoho druha,
Yak upav na zemlyu shche zyvym,
Z hrudey chervona krov tekla rikoyu,
Ostanni slova hovoryv.

– Napyshit' do bat'ka, napyshit' do nenky,
Napyshit' do myloyi divchyny,
Shcho ostra kulya hrud' moyu probyla
O piv do druhoyi hodyny.

Ne bulo ni bat'ka, ne bulo ni maty,
Ne bulo ni virnoyi divchyny,
Tilky harmaty zalibno zahraly,
Yak mene v mohylu chovaly.