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Oi, maty, zakuta v kaidany,
Chy chuyesh ty bryazkit kaidan?
Nam sorom, shcho zvemos rabamy,
A skilky terpinnya i ran...
Hen vydno – zyta pohylylys,
Ty siyav – vono ne tvoye.
Choch denno i nichku trudyvsya,
A voroh iz noho zyve.
Vze kazut, Dnipro vysyhaye,
Porohy shumity stayut,
Zozuli na drevo sidayut,
Nevdachu Vkrayini kuyut.
Ne smiisya, katyuho, zavchasno,
Shcho vze Ukrayina tvoya,
Bo shche ne nastala hvylyna,
A bude rozplata strashna.
A yak ze pryide ta hvylyna,
Ta blysnut shabli i mechi,
Todi utikaite vsi zaishli,
Katyuzki katy i palachi.
