My – zahubleni dity tvoyi, Ukrayino,
My ne vstaly z kolin, choch ty shans nam davala ne raz,
Ty probach nam, probach, shcho buly my nayivni,
Shcho poviryly svyato v nikchemnyi slovesnyi marazm.
Maloduchi zreklys' chto zemli, a chto movy,
Ti, shcho zadibni y nahli,pryvlasnyly nashi skarby,
Na bezchynstva my yichni dyvylysya movchky
I duryly sebe, shcho my vilni, shcho my ne raby.

Pryspiv:
Ty povir, Ukrayino, my rozpravymo kryla,
Dovedemo, shcho naciya my, shcho my – hordyi narod!
Ty povir, ty povir, my rozpravymo kryla,
Dovedemo, shcho naciya my, shcho my – hordyi narod!

Day nam rozumu, Boze, nasnahy i syly,
Day prozrinnya, shchob my rozpiznaly, chto spravzniy prorok,
Ty povir v nas – i my shche rozpravymo kryla,
Dovedemo, shcho naciya my, shcho my hordyi narod!

Pryspiv

Shcho naciya my, shcho my – hordyi narod!