Kolys' heroyi my buly
I bylys' z moskalyamy,–
Teper nemichni i slabi
Voyuyem lopatamy.

Panove yizdyat' po mistach,
Rachuyut' sriblo-zloto,
A my nezdatni ni na shcho,
Zhortayemo boloto.

Kolys' my bylysya, a vy
Todi spokiyno spaly,–
Teper panuyete, a my
Ryskal do ruk distaly!

Chy z ne ironiya sud'by,
Ihrashka supostata?
Vash znak – ordery i chresty,
A nash – otsya lopata.

Ta trud nash chesnyi buv mechem –
Tak chesnyi z lopatamy,
My hordi z seho, bo se vse
Dlya Ukrayiny-mamy.

I choch nastane Bozyi myr
Y do domu my pidemo,
Z "bolotom" budem voyuvat',
Az poky ne pomremo!