Po kontynentach prostelyvs' nash shlyach
Hoydaly nas i riky y okeany
My hordo yshly po chuzyny polyach
Bo nas manylo svitlo kriz' tumany

Pryspiv:
Vid Kordelyeriv do yasnych Karpat
Bad'oro nasha pisnya z vitrom lyne
A pomach ruk ta posmishky divchat
Dlya lycariv "Chervonoyi kalyny"

My yshly na zachid, shchob vernut' na schid
Chay dolya kyda trudnoshchi y nehody
Zolotoverchym produdyt' nash chid
I zablystyt' svyatyi vohon svobody