Kozaky

Yihaly kozaky, yihaly po polju
I lunala pisnya pro yihnyuyu dolju.
Pro yihnyuyu dolju, pro spravznyuyu volju.
Yihaly kozaky, yihaly po polju...

Yihaly kozaky ta i pisnyu spivaly.
Pro te, yak ljubyly i yak voyuvaly
Za ridnuyu zemlju, za batkiv i druziv,
I za spiv divochyi, shcho dzvenyt u luzi...

Oi, u luzi-luzi taya pisnya llyetsya,
A divoche serce, yak ptashyna, b’yetsya...
Viddala kohannya hlopcyu molodomu
Yihaly kozaky, yihaly dodomu...