Podme ze my, podme z madyarskoho krayu,
Bo na nas madyary, hoy-ya-ya, hoy-ya, ey, kryvo pozerayut.

Ey, konychku zvavyi, vynes nya z Muravy,
Yak nya ne vynesesh, hoy-ya-ya, hoy-ya, ey, strilyu ty do hlavy.

Do hlavy ty strelym, serce ty posekam,
Bo ya z toho krayu, hoy-ya-ya, hoy-ya, ey, do svoho ucekam.