Chorni hlopci rushayut u nich,
Krok za krokom i plich-o-plich
Zahid soncya pozadu zhasaye
Tayemnychymy shylamy hir
My idemo do holodnyh zir
Temna nich chornyh hlopciv vitaye
Pryspiv:
Ne zhasit svoho vohnyshcha vy,
Hei, divcha, ne zapljushchui ochi
Vyhlyadaite, i pryidem z pitmy,
My pryidem opivnochi
Chorni hlopci, poperedu shlyah,
Lis nash batko, a nebo – dah
Vovche lihvo v nehodu shovaye
Borotba prycharovuye nas,
Duh povstannya shche v horah ne zhas
Nebezpeci nazustrich rushayem
Pryspiv
Chorni hlopci rushayut u nich,
Krok za krokom i plich-o-plich
Zahid soncya pozadu zhasaye
Tayemnychymy shylamy hir
My idemo do holodnyh zir
Temna nich chornyh hlopciv vitaye