Tam nad mistom Chustom vysoka mohyla

Tam nad mistom Chustom vysoka mohyla,
A v nii spochyvaye vsya strilecka syla.

Pryspiv:
Oi hore, oi hore, oi hore, oi hore,
A v nii spochyvaye vsya strilecka syla, raz.

– Chy vy, hlopci, spaly, chy vy v karty hraly,
Shcho vy Ukrayinu voroham viddaly?

– Ani my ne spaly, ani v karty hraly,
Bo my, molodenki, zlu komandu maly.

– Vy, hory Karpaty, ziidit na dolynu,
Strilci Ukrayiny, pryidit na hvylynu.

Chy vy, hlopci, spaly, chy vy v karty hraly,
Shcho vy Ukrayinu naviky prodaly?*

Ani my ne spaly, ani v karty hraly,
No my, molodenki, zlu komandu maly.

– Shchob ty, mamcyu, znala, yaka meni bida,
To b ty peredala horobchykom hliba.

Horobchykom hliba, soloveiom soly,
Shchob ty, mamcyu, znala, yak tyazko v nevoly.