My cholmshchaky, my molodiyi,
My krayu ridnoho syny,
Hurtuymosya, yednaymosya,
V odnu sim’yu yednaymosya!

Zemlya moya znov chervonyt',
Narod v tryvozi homonyt'.
Stavay, yunache, miy stavay.
Za ridnyi kray zyttya vidday.

Proydemo Buh, Dnipro proydem,
My tobi slavu prynesem.
O, Ukrayino, spokiyna bud',
Poky zyve strilec'ka hrud'!

Yak pryide den, velykyi chas,
Todi povstane volya v nas
I peremozna surma zahrymyt',
Novym zyttyam pochnemo zyt'.

I radisno my zazyvem,
Do praci shchyro my pidem,
I zaspivayem: "Slava vsim,
Shcho vpaly v boyu vyzvolnim!"