U nevoli tyazkii
Partyzan molodyi
Umyraye z kryvavoyi rany,
iomu zal lysh bulo,
Shcho mohylu ioho
Zanesut buini vitry snihamy.
Vin svii krai tak ljubyv,
Tam divchynu lyshyv,
Sam poyihav v chuzynu vmyraty,
Koly voroh lyhyi
Ridnyi krai dorohyi
Stav vohnem i mechem ruinuvaty.
Proide rokiv zo try
I holodni vitry
Zanesut tu mohylu snihamy,
Chto z to mih by pryity
I cvitiv prynesty
Na mohylu ocyu partyzana?