Svite tyhyi, Ukrayina

Svite tyhyi, krayu mylyi, moya Ukrayino,
Za shcho tebe spljundrovano, za shcho, mamo, hynesh?
Chy ty rano do shid soncya Bohu ne molylas?
Chy ty ditochok nepevnyh zvychayu ne vchyla?

Molylasya, turbuvalas, den i nich ne spala,
Malyh ditok dohlyadala, zvychayu navchala...

A miz nymy i zemlyachky de-de prohlyadayut,
Po-moskovskii tak i rizut, smiyutsya ta layut
Batkiv svoyih, shcho zmalechku cvenkat ne navchyly
Po-nimeckii, a to teper i kysny v chornylah!

Ukrayino, Ukrayino! Oce tvoyi dity!
Tvoyi kvity molodiyi, chornylom polyti.
Moskovskoyu blekotoyu v nimeckyh teplycyah
Zahlusheni. Plach, Ukrayino, bezditna vdovyce!