Hey, brattya, do boyu stavayte v ryady
Na prykaz svyatoyi Vkrayiny.
My zbroyu nesemo, nayiznykam smert'
Za muky, za krov i ruyiny.

Kinnota do boyu, mov vychor, letyt',
Pichota – na krisach bahnety.
I trup’ya voroze v okopach lezyt',
Na pomich trishchat' kulemety.

Nad namy litaly stalevi orly,
Zavzyat' u sercyach klekotila.
Batareyi nashi stoyaly v ohni
I hyrla harmat hurkotily.

Hey, brattya, do boyu vstavayte v ryady,
Lyshaymo pokosy kryvavi.
Prapor syno-zovtyi vysoko derzy,
Bandera vede nas do slavy.