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Zaspivaimo, panyanochky,
Veseloyi hayilochky.
Nai si maty utishaye,
Isus z hrobu voskresaye.
Nai voskresne Ukrayina,
Sriblom-zlotom umayena.
Nai voskresne, nai prybude
Pomiz ukrayinski ljudy.
Navik yiyi pryvitaye,
"Shche ne vmerla" zaspivaye.
Shche ne vmerla taya slava,
Shcho p’yatsot lit propadala.
Tu hayilku neveselu
Zaspivaimo v mistah, selah.
Nai pochuyut z mohyl ty’yi
Strilci nashi sichoviyi.
Nai pochuyut usi ljudy,
Shcho kolys veselo bude.
