Cariv, krovavych shynkariv u puta kutiyi okuy,
U puta kutiyi okuy, v sklepu hlybokim zamuruy!

Trudyashchym lyudyam, vseblahyi, na yich okradeniy zemli,
Na yich okradeniy zemli svoyu ty sylu nysposhly!

A chystych sercem? Kolo yich postav ty anheliv svoyich,
Postav ty anheliv svoyich, shchob chystotu yich soblyuly!

Meni z, miy Boze, na zemli poday lyubov, serdeshnyi ray,
Poday lyubov, serdeshnyi ray i druha shchyroho poshly!