Chotovyi nezlamnyi na konya sidav,
Koznomu strilcevi ruchku vin podav.
Strilci yoho prosyat', shchob vin ne yichav.
Poyichav do Rus'ka, rano ne zistav.

Semylitniy chlopec' za stolom sydiv,
Vzyav v ruky pistolya – pravu hrud' zranyv,
Chotovyi nezlamnyi z bolyu zakrychav:
"Lyuba Ukrayino, vze navoyuvav".

Chlopci chotovoho na lizko kladut',
Z zalem promovlyayut': "Chay strilci pryidut',
Hey, hey, chay strilci pryidut'".

Strilci sichoviyi na nakaz pryishly,
Kolo chotovoho sumni stoyaly.
Hey, hey, sumni stoyaly.

Chotovyi nezlamnyi shche try doby zyv,
A v subotu vvecheri zyttya zakinchyv.
A sotennyi myrom ves' viddil zibrav,
Svoho chotovoho v poshani chovav.

Chotovyi nezlamnyi iz Volyni yshov,
A na Lemkivshchyni mohylu znayshov.
Hey, hey, mohylu znayshov.

Maty shche chekaye, shcho vin sya poverne.
A yoho mohyla travoyu zaroste,
Hey, hey, travoyu zaroste.