Pro Sich slavnu, Zaporoze
Spivav bat'ko nash Taras,
A my teper zalozyly
Nad Cheremshem "Sich" u nas.

Choch upala Sich Dniprova
Y veselyat'sya vorohy,
To my teper nad Cheremshem
Kish kozac'kyi zavely.

Nechay znayut' vorozenky,
Shcho kozac'kyi duch ne vmer,
Shcho yak davno procvytav vin,
Tak cvyte vin i teper.

Shumy z, bystryi Cheremoshe,
Nesy vistku nichyu y dnem,
Shcho my chochem poborotys'
Iz nepravdov i vohnem.

I ty shumy, synyi Prute,
Nechay znayut' brattya vsi,
Shcho my pomich nayty mozem
Lysh v kozac'komu koshi.

Toz yednaymos', myli brattya,
Zavedim zyttya nove,
Nechay roste i kripshaye
Tovarystvo sichove.

A shcho bat'kam ne udalos',
My dovershym zalyubky,
Vpade voroh koly hryanut'
Radykaly-kozaky.