Oi zarosly ti stezechky ta i travamy

Oi zarosly ti stezechky ta i travamy,
De hodyly nashi hlopci z horuhvamy.
De zacvyla, postelylasya otava,
De rosla, de procvitala nasha slava.

Pryletily lastivochky ta i zi shodu
Ta i prynesly slavnu vistku pro svobodu.
Shchebetaly, shcho skinchylasya ruyina,
Stane, stane slavna, vilna Ukrayina.

Zadzvonyly sumno dzvony, zarydaly,
Shcho my nashu slavnu volju pohovaly.
Pohovaly v ljutim boyu v temnyh borah,
Ta i po tyurmah chuzyneckyh, po taborah.

Oi poviyav buinyi viter nad stepamy,
De borolys nashi hlopci z horuhvamy.
De borolys nashi slavni hlopci, molodenki,
Tam panuyut, benketuyut vorizenky.