Pryishla vesna krasna, travy zeleniyut,
A na Zakarpattyu mohyly chorniyut.
Mohyly chorniyut, svizi vysypayut,
Tam lyahly heroyi, shcho za volju vpaly.
Bylys vony, bylys, ne bulo riznyci:
Zinky braly kosy, muzchyny – rushnyci.
Bylys vony, bylys, poky syly maly,
Poky Zakarpattya madyary ne vzyaly.
Ne odnaya zertva za Vkrayinu vpala –
Slava Ukrayini shche i heroyam slava!