Tam popid horu divchatonka lon braly

Tam popid horu divchatonka lon braly,
A dorizkoyu sichovi strilci mandzaly.

– Oi pomahai, Boh, myli divchata, lon braty,
Chy pozvolyte na tii nyvonci spochyty?

– Oi chomu z by ni, strilnyky myli, vam sisty,
Ta rozkazit pro nashyh brativ nam visty.

– Oi visty vashi, divchata myli, sumnenki –
Lozyly brattya holovy za krai ridnenkyi.

Po tii vistochci divchata slozy ronyly,
Molodyh hlopciv, strilciv sichovyh, prosyly:

– Vizmit nas, strilnyky myli, z soboyu,
Chai zastupymo ci ryady brativ soboyu.