U karpats'kych lisach strilci sichoviyi, (2)
Strilci sichoviyi, chlopci molodiyi,
Yak spohlyanesh na nych, to az serce mliye.

Ne odyn pokynuv nenku starenkuyu,
I bat'ka staroho, divcha moloduyu.

Ne odna divchyna revnenko zaplachy,
Shcho vze, moze, strilcya bilshe y ne pobachyt'.

Ne odna to maty v vikna zahladaye
I zi sliz'my v ochach syna dozydaye.

– Ne plach, stara maty, ne plach, ne zurysya,
Vze mynuv pivrochok, yak syn ozenyvsya.

Yak mu s'lyub davaly, skorostrily hraly,
U chystomu polyu yoho pochovaly.

Ey u poly, v poly mohyly chorniyi,
A u tych mohylach strilci sichoviyi.

Strilci sichoviyi, chlopci molodiyi,
Yak spohlyanesh na nych, to az serce mliye.