Oy ne viter chvylyu honyt',
Vodu v Dnipri pidnimaye.
Otaman to nash ridnenkyi
Pisnyu volnuyu spivaye.

Oy ne kalyna chervona
Horyt', v sadu plomeniye.
To divchyna chornobrova
Lyubov zustrila, krasniye.

Oy ne puch to topolynyi
Zranku u hayu litaye.
To kozac'kyi duch orlynyi
Ridnu zemlyu zachyshchaye.

Oy ne misyac' i ne sonce
U nichnomu nebi syaye.
To Vkrayiny zorya vilna
Do Boha vdyachna zlitaye.