Verhovyno, svitku ty nash!
Hei, yak u tebe tak mylo!
Yak ihry vid plyve tut chas,
Svobidno, shumno, veselo.
Pane brate, tovaryshu, oi para, z nas para!
Yak prystanemo do Sichy bude panam vara!
Z verha na verh, a z boru v bir
Z lehkoyu v sercyu dumkoyu,
V cheresi kris, v rukah topir,
Buyaye legin toboyu.
Teche voda z pid horoda popry nashu hatu,
Pidem zavtra, pane brate, na sichove svyato.
Ei, shcho my tam Podilya krai!
Nam polonyna – Podilye,
A bory – step, yalycya – mai,
A zvirya holos – vesilye!
Oi, divchyno, divchynonko, ne zapyshnyui huby,
Yak vberu sichovu lentu, to mene poljubysh.
Ne vabyt nas baryshiv lest,
Koby lysh poroh ta civka,
U Boha svit, u ljudyi chest,
Ta ovec turma, sopivka.
Pane brate, osavulo, postav nas do zvitu,
Pide slava kozackaya po cilomu svitu.
Ta koby pyrs hrebet iz vid
I medvid shybnuv lisamy,
Zaviyav yuh, zahrav Beskyd,
Cheremosh huknuv skalamy.
Oi ty, batku otamane, pidnesy bulavu,
Shchoby staly kozachenky u odnuyu lavu.
To my to chas, to my to pisn,
Molodche, nuze v roztvory;
Ovechci splav z kucherei plisn
I dali, dali na hory!
Oi zatruby, surmachenku, v surmu holosnenko,
Nai zraduyes zasmuchene kozacke serdenko.
Litom cilym, by nich by den,
Chlopci hulyayut tam nashi;
Svobidna tam voda, ohen,
Dovoli lisa i pashi.
Oi, dymno sya v Chornohori, oi dymno sya, dymno,
Yak prystanem do kozakiv, ne bude nam stydno.
Tam pan ne klav lancuhom mez,
Voroh ne stanuv stopoyu:
Buinaya, tam zemli odez,
Plekana pisnei rosoyu.
Oi, u lisi hryby, hryby u luzi pidpenky,
Yaki z u vas, sichovychky, lychka rumyanenki.
Tam to brenyt trembity zvuk,
Shchebeche ljubo sopivka;
A yak zvirya zavyye huk,
V cheljusty pljune mu civka.
Oi ty, zvava sichovychko, takas my mylenka
Yak u liti na nyvonci voda studenenka.
Yak u liti na nyvonci vody sya nalyty,
Tak z toboyu postoyaty, ta i pohovoryty.