U karpatskyh lisah strilci sichoviyi

U karpatskyh lisah strilci sichoviyi, (2)
Strilci sichoviyi, hlopci molodiyi,
Yak spohlyanesh na nyh, to az serce mliye.

Ne odyn pokynuv nenku starenkuyu,
I batka staroho, divcha moloduyu.

Ne odna divchyna revnenko zaplachy,
Shcho vze, moze, strilcya bilshe i ne pobachyt.

Ne odna to maty v vikna zahladaye
I zi slizmy v ochah syna dozydaye.

– Ne plach, stara maty, ne plach, ne zurysya,
Vze mynuv pivrochok, yak syn ozenyvsya.

Yak mu sljub davaly, skorostrily hraly,
U chystomu polju ioho pohovaly.

Ei u poly, v poly mohyly chorniyi,
A u tyh mohylah strilci sichoviyi.

Strilci sichoviyi, hlopci molodiyi,
Yak spohlyanesh na nyh, to az serce mliye.