Snih v hayu

Snih v hayu, ale vesnoyu
Roziv’yetsya hai.
Moze doleyu yasnoyu
Zacvite mii krai.
V nebi mla, a sonce hlyane, –
Mla roztane vmyt.
Moze, mii narod povstane, –
Morem zashumyt!

Son, ale vsyu zemlju zbude
Zaivoron-honec.
Nu koly, mii sonnyi ljude,
Znaidesh snu kinec?
Smert, ale yiyi zadushe
Pisnya, smih i ruh.
Nu skazy, narodna dushe,
Chy zyvyi tvii duh?

Na oblychchi rabstva tuha,
Bezprosvitnya mla.
De z to hordist tvoho duha –
Vilnoho orla?
Shcho vona tobi robyla,
Yak viky ty hnyv,
Pochornilaya mohyla
Miz zelenyh nyv?!

Yak vulkan stoyish ty, zhaslyi,
Ale chuyu ya,
Shcho v dushi tvoyii prekrasnii
More shche ohnya.
Viryu ya, shcho oborone
Sam sebe mii krai.
O, mii veletnyu Samsone,
Puta rozryvai!