Balada pro Lukashenka

Dovho zyve staryi Lukashenko,
Uze nesyla trymaty shablju...
A ye shche syla trymaty svichku,
Ta i pishov sobi Bohu sluzyty...
Ta i pishov sobi Bohu sluzyty
U monastyr nad Dniprom, nad velykym,
De chencyuvaly stari zaporozci –
Zamoljuvaly hrihy sichoviyi...

Pryspiv:
Oi, Dnipro shyrokyi,
Oi, Dnipro hlybokyi,
Oi, Dnipro, ponesy i spasy!

Dovho molyvsya staryi Lukashenko,
Ta postavyly poruch fortecyu,
I ne kozaky, a moskovskiyi ljudy,
Shchob pryruchyty Dnipro volnoljubyi...
I ne vytrymaly stari zaporozci:
I skydaly odyah chernechyi,
Bo molytva vze ne pomahaye
Serce Ukrayiny – Dnipro vryatuvaty...

Pryspiv

I pryhodylo viisko moskovske,
I katuvaly staryh zaporozciv,
U Dnipro hlyboke yih povkydaly
I Dniprom shyrokym do morya puskaly...

Pryspiv