– Pusty m’ya (2) nehai hlyanu,
Yaka harna divocha krasa.
V neyi zir charivnyi, obnimilyi,
Po plechah rozpushchena kosa.
– A ty yidesh, mene pokydayesh,
A ya virno ljubyla tebe.
Spohadai lysh ostannye proshchannya,
Hovoryv, shcho ne lyshysh mene.
– Viryu, viryu, divchyno ridnaya,
Shcho ty shchyro ljubyla mene,
Teper mushu sluzyty Vkrayini,
Chy z navik pokydayu tebe?
Stane volya, voskresne Vkrayina
i zasiyaye nam sonce v stepah
I ne bude vze bilshe strazdannya
Po vorozyh moskovskyh tyurmah.