Oy nadletiv toy kruk chornyi, siv bilya krynyci,
Tam povstanec' v hrud' ranenyi, blahaye vodyci.

"Day vodyci, kruku chornyi!" – povstanec' zaplakav....
Kruk ne chuye, skochyv blyzche i shche raz zakryakav...

Yak proshchavsya vin zi svitom, toy kruk klyuvav ochi...
I ne bulo bilsh zitchannya do temnoyi nochi.

A vnochi pryishly povstanci i tilo zabraly,
I poklaly chrest dubovyi tam, de pochovaly.

Nichto ne buv iz rodyny, nichto ne zaplakav,
Lysh kruk chornyi na mohyli "Vichnu pam’yat'" kryakav.

Proshchay, bat'ku, proshchay, nenko, proshchay, Ukrayino,
Proshchay, divchyno, serdenko, bo ya vze zahynuv.