Chorne more, krov Dniprom plyve,
Tam sichovyk (3) na Moskvu ide.
Poperedu otaman ide,
Pid nym konyk (3) tak sumno ide.
– Oi ty, konyu, konyu voronyi,
Chom ty, konyu, (3) ty takyi sumnyi?
– Yak ze z meni veselomu but,
Yak shlyahamy (3) vorohy idut.
– Ne strashna nam v ljutim boyu smert,
Bii prynosyt (3) slavu, volju, chest.