Ya Ukrayiny syn

Ya spryimayu nemov nahorodu
Ce spivzvuchchya dobra i krasy,
Shcho nashchadok vkrayinskoho rodu,
Shcho Vkrayiny kohanoyi syn,
Shcho vkrayinska usmihnena maty
Na svit Bozyi rodyla kolys,
Shcho Podillya, Polissya i Karpaty
V doli vlasnii moyii obnyalys.

Pryspiv:
Ya Ukrayiny syn
I shchyro-hordyi cym,
Ni, v serci ne potuh
Yiyi nezbornyi duh.
U mene ye odna –
Praotcha storona,
Svichusya od rosy,
Bo ya Vkrayiny syn.

I meni sered druziv ne tisno,
Ya ochei ne soromljus brativ,
Danu Bohom, svoyu, shchyru pisnyu
Slovom batkivskym ya obihriv.
I ya hordyi do shchemnoho bolju,
Shcho u spivi, yak v mriyu zillyu,
I steblynu vkrayinskoho polya,
I vkrayinskoho neba zoryu.

Pryspiv

Ya Ukrayiny syn!
U mene ye odna –
Praotcha storona,
Svichusya od rosy,
Bo ya Vkrayiny syn.