Podych vitriv i duchmyanist' laniv,
Ce spadok bohiv, ce moya Bat'kivshchyna!
Chas pryishov skazaty sobi:
V nashim serci Ukrayina!
Chtos' zavzdy duze chotiv
V kaydany zamknuty tvoyu Bat'kivshchynu,
Dovhyi chas sylno dushyv –
Chas ryatuvaty nashu krayinu!

Kriz' slozy ya bachu Ukrayinu,
Kriz' Ukrayinu bachu son;
Nenache chuyu holos Bat'kivshchyny
Prokynsya, synu, chas pryishov!
I prapor syno-zovtyi bachu ya,
Z yakym borolasya chuma!
I himn prodovzuye nam hraty:
Pro zlochyny ne stanu ya movchaty!

Chto voyuvav za svyatu Ukrayinu?
Chto zachyshchav yiyi u lychuyu hodynu?
Chto syno-zovtyi prapor namahavsya pidnyaty?!
Ti, koho Stalin nakazav povbyvaty!
Dovhyi shlyach prokladaly bat'ky,
Krov’yu platyly i svobody shukaly!
Teper yichnyu pracyu shanuyemo my,
Bo yich korabli doplyvly do prychalu!

I vladu odrazu ochopylo yevreystvo,
Ne komunist, tak demokrat!
Ukrayinu viddaly v chrystyyans'ke blyuznirstvo,
Bat'kivshchynoyu naspravdi keruye kastrat!
Vony davaly nam Chrysta,
Vony davaly nam i Marksa.
Krayina strazdala ale zyla,
I zaraz chekaye na heroya!
Nam krov’yu zaplyushchyly ochi vony,
Im’ya krovopyvc' Bat'kivshchyny – zydy!
Zakryi vdoma zinku y ditey ta mershchiy
Zbroyu bery ta poryadok navod'!