Synovi v dorohu
Maty promovlyala
Pisnyu svoho tata
Zberehty.

Pryspiv:
Dole, moya dole,
A zyttya – ne pole,
Bo zyttya prozyt' –
Ne pole pereyty. (ves' kuplet – 2)

Moze, u dorozi
Des' obpalyat' hrozy,
Ty do domu ptachom
Prylety!

Pryspiv

Pronesy z, miy synu,
Pisnyu-Ukrayinu
I dorohu lyudyam
Osvity!

Pryspiv