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Stelyty stezku zhody miz ljudmy,
Shukaty te, chym hordymosya my
I vidkydaty het, i vidkydaty het,
Shcho tlinu varta.
Shukaty te, chym hordymosya my
I vidkydaty het, shcho tlinu varta.
U vitroviyi ne lyakatys, ne lyakatys polya,
Bilya obryvu spokii vidnaity,
Letity sercem strimko do mety
I viryty, shcho krashcha bude dolya!
Letity sercem strimko do mety
I viryty, shcho krashcha bude dolya!
Ale naibilshe, ale naibilshe hochu ya,
Povirte, ce poklyk rodu moho dorohyi,
Shchoby tebe, mii ukrayinskyi svite,
Ne nyshchyly nikoly vorohy!
Shchoby tebe, mii ukrayinskyi svite,
Ne nyshchyly nikoly vorohy!
Shcho pobazayu ya sobi na svyato?
Stelyty stezku zhody miz ljudmy,
Shukaty te, chym hordymosya my
I vidkydaty het, i vidkydaty het,
Shcho tlinu varta.
Shukaty te, chym hordymosya my
I vidkydaty het, shcho tlinu varta!