Ne strashna nam ye ataka

Ne strashna nam ye ataka,
Yak ye z namy nash Burlaka,
Koznyi bii ye nam pryyemnyi,
Yak ye z namy nash sotennyi.

Pryspiv:
Hei, chy na bunkry, chy na shanci,
Hei my u boyu, mov u tanci.
Vsi my cilo vyidem z boyu
Za tvoyeyu holovoyu.

Yak pryidetsya vidpochyty,
"Fason trymai, pane brate",
A z divchatamy, chlovyeku,
Ne vdavaisya zadaleko.

Pro divchat vy pam’yataite,
Dobre yih vy zabavlyaite,
Shchoby voroha ne braly,
Lyha yim ne zavdavaly.

Pane brate, taky vmilo,
V seli hidno, v boyu smilo,
Shchob usi ce pam’yataly,
Yak povstanci voyuvaly.