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Horihove sidelechko,
Mii kin voronenkyi.
Oi poyihav z toho sela
Kozak molodenkyi.
Oi poyihav kozachenko
Na krovavyi tanec,
Bo vze na nas nastupaye
Tataryn-pohanec.
A yak yihav z toho sela –
Nyzenko vklonyvsya:
– Proshchavaite, otec, maty,
Budu za vas byvsya!
Proshchavaite, otec, maty,
Ne tuzit za mnoyu.
Laska v Boha – peremoha,
Slavyt nashu zbroyu!
Zdala, zdala stara maty
Ridnenku dytynu
Ta pryslaly yii papery,
De kozak zahynuv.
V chystim poli, krai dorohy,
Pid vysokym dubom,
Lezyt kozak molodenkyi
Z kucheryavym chubom.
