V nedilenku rano shche sonce ne schodyt',
Zibrav voroh viys'ko ta y do nas pidchodyt'.
V nedilyu vpoludnye Sonce sya kryzuye.
Ukrayins'ke viys'ko okopy buduye.

A v nedilyu vvechir sonce sya schovalo.
Ukrayins'ke viys'ko z okopiv strilyalo.
Okopy, okopy, zal vas pokydaty,
Yak vas bulo tyazko vzymi buduvaty.

My vas buduvaly cherez cilu zymu,
Teper pokydayem za odnu chvylynu.
Chy vy, chlopci, spaly, a chy v karty hraly,
Shcho vy Ukrayinu moskalyam viddaly.

My spaty ne spaly, ni v karty ne hraly,
Lysh my, molodiyi, zlu komandu maly.
Pershaya komanda dobre voyuvala,
A druha komanda pyla ta hulyala.

Tretya molodenka nichoho ne znala,
Zavzyato sya byla ta syly ne mala.
Ternopil zdobuly, a L'viv okruzyly.
A pid Peremyshlem holovy zlozyly.

Tam, pid Peremyshlem, vysoka mohyla.
Tam, de spochyvaye vsya strilec'ka syla.