Kriz' shanci bayrakiv
I polky smerek
Yichaly kozaky
Braty port Dyunkerk.

Otamane, vzyaty
Skrynyu nam dozvol –
Kazut' ze, shcho platyat'
Franciyi korol.

Pid Dyunkerkom zdaly
Mushketery korolya
I v zabo
Ubralasya zemlya...

Harknuly mortyry,
Svit v ochach pomerk,
Slavnym mushketeram
Ne davsya Dyunkerk.

I pishly kozaky –
Krov iz molokom!
Morem – Sahaydachnyi,
Berehom – Sirko.

I salyutuvaly
Mushketery korolya
Zalylas'
Parfumamy zemlya...

Z Versalyu cidulka
"Mon amis" Sirku,
Burshtynova lyulka
I "Merci Beaucoup"

Tilky vsi talyary
Do Varshavy poplyvly,
De kaznu
Krulovi pidtyahly...

Propaly talyary,
Ta chay yim i hrec',
Nashe dilo – slava
I lycars'kyi herc'...

A krulovi potim
Pryidet'sya zhadat',
Zate bude dityam,
Shcho v pisnyach spivat'.

Yak salyutuvaly
Mushketery korolya,
Zalylas'
Shampanoyu zemlya.

Yak salyutuvaly
Mushketery korolya,
Och, todi z
Chytalasya zemlya,
Zemlya!