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Bachyv misyac, yak uchora
Mohylu kopaly
I v mohylu tu hlyboku
Tarasa spuskaly.
Proshchai, ridnyi nash Tarase,
Proshchai, ridnyi brate,
Spravdi, lehshe v svoyii zemli
I kistkam lezaty.
Zachynylos na Vkrayini
Pokutnye vikonce,
Zahovalos pid zemleyu
Ukrayinske sonce.
Spy, Tarase, batku ridnyi,
Poky chas ne zbude,
Tvoyu pisnyu Ukrayina
Povik ne zabude.
