Banduryste, orle syzyi

Banduryste, orle syzyi,
Dobre tobi, brate, –
Mayesh kryla, mayesh sylu,
Ye koly litaty.
Teper letysh v Ukrayinu,
Tebe vyhlyadayut.
Poletiv by za toboyu,
Ta hto pryvitaye?

Pryspiv:
Ya tut chuzyi, odynokyi,
I na Ukrayini
Ya syrota, mii holube,
Yak i na chuzyni.
Choho z serce b’yetsya, rvetsya?
Ya i tam odynokyi.
Odynokyi... a Ukrayina,
A stepy shyroki.

Tam poviye buinesenkyi,
Yak brat zahovoryt.
Tam v shyrokim poli volya,
Tam synyeye more.
Vyhravaye, hvalyt Boha,
Tuhu rozhanyaye.
Tam mohyly z buinym vitrom
V stepu rozmovlyayut.

Rozmovlyayut, sumuyuchy,
Otaka yih mova:
"Bulo kolys ta mynulosya,
Ne vernetsya znovu".
Poletiv by ta i posluhav,
Zaplakav by z nymy.
Ta ba, dolya pryborkala
Miz ljudmy chuzymy.

Pryspiv

Banduryste, orle syzyi,
Dobre tobi, brate –
Mayesh kryla, mayesh sylu,
Ye koly litaty.
Teper letysh v Ukrayinu,
Tebe vyhlyadayut.
Poletiv by za toboyu...
Za toboyu...
Za toboyu...