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

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

Yak pryidet'sya vidpochyty,
"Fason trymay, pane brate",
A z divchatamy, chlovyeku,
Ne vdavaysya zadaleko.

Pro divchat vy pam’yatayte,
Dobre yich vy zabavlyayte,
Shchoby voroha ne braly,
Lycha yim ne zavdavaly.

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