Ne stelyv nihto v zyttya meni dorohy,
Navprostec kriz terny ishov ya u svity,
Tilky nedruhy chynyly pereshkody
Na shlyahah, yakymy ishov ya do mety.
Pryspiv:
Nache kin, toi kin
Dolayu pereshkody!
Vse zemne – to tlin, to tlin, –
Ya ne hochu nahorody
Inshoyi, aniz ljubov –
Inshoyi, aniz Boza ljubov!
Ne zavdav ya zla ni ljudyam, ani zviram,
Na im’ya bylynku koznu nazovu,
U zytti svoyemu zla bahato zvidav,
Zla u serci ni na koho ne tayu.
Pryspiv
Ne nazyv mayetkiv ya sobi, rodyni,
Bohom dane slovo ljudyam ya viddav,
Ale zavzdy i na cii svyatii stezyni
Pereshkody nashyh vorohiv dolav.
Pryspiv