Nashchadky, nashchadky,
Takyi cei zvariovanyi chas,
Nash voroh i blyznii, i zvir,
Shcho hovayetsya v hashchi.
I, moze, nam tilky zyttya,
Shcho nadiya na vas,
Nehai my zorstoki i dyki,
Vy budete krashchi!
Nashchadky, nashchadky,
My sluhaly shepit zirok.
Ta z shepotu toho
Zbahnuly tak malo, ledashchi...
My bachyly Boha,
My buly vid noho za krok,
Na blyzche ne stalo nam duhu,
Vy budete krashchi!
Nashchadky, nashchadky,
Shche v nas prokydayetsya zvir,
Koly my zdiimayemo spysy
I krutymo prashchi.
Ta vse z tak po-ljudsky
Zyvi my naivyshchoyu z vir,
Nas nebo shche pryime nazad,
Bo vy budete krashchi! (ost 4 ryadky – 2)