Davayte budem dyakuvaty Bohu,
Shcho nashi vsi dorohy vze ziyshlys',
Oblyshmo lycho, sum, tryvohu
Zustrinemos' razom my yak kolys'.

Pryspiv:
Toz stanmo pered Bohom na kolina,
Schylimo v shani holovy svoyi,
Shchob nasha solov’yina Ukrayina
Cvila, yak vesnyani hayi.
Naypershe slovo – Boha velychaymo
Todi zhadaymo nash pradavniy rid
V molytvi shchastya-doli vsim bazaymo
Na mnohaya i blahaya lit,
Na mnohaya, na mnohaya, na mnohaya i blahaya lit. (2)

Vidkynmo chvary, hordist' i zuchvalstvo,
Yak chochemo shchos' maty naviky
Zhadaymo ne zcilyuyuche bratstvo,
Yake plekaly zavzdy kozaky.

Pryspiv