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Oi yak klyknuv pan otaman, a my vsi prybuly:
Ne zurysya, Ukrayino, syny ne zabuly.
Vedy, batku otamane, na voroha v pole –
Zahlyadaty smerty v ochy i zyty na voly.
Ukrayino, Ukrayino, my vze za horamy,
Utikaye voroh ljutyi pered bunchukamy.
Slava tobi, otamane, slava Ukrayini,
V tebe slovo, u nas posluh – i my samostiini.
