Artist: Eduard Drach
Lyrics and music author: Едуард Драч |
Zyv ta buv sobi sultan –
Nad basurmanamy pan.
Napysav svoye poslannya
Zaporoz'kym kozakam:
"Ne chynit', movlyav, borni,
I skoryaytesya meni.
A ya znayu-podumayu,
Chy probachyt' vam chy ni."
A shche napysav sultan,
Shcho usim narodam pan,
Vsim osmanam, basurmanam,
Navit' chrystyyanam nam.
Pryspiv:
Oy vy, bratci-sluchachi,
Ne hnivaytes' sluchayuchy,
Bo shcho znayu, te y spivayu,
Brechen ne nyuchayuchy...
Brechen ne nyuchayuchy.
V Chortomlyku na Sichi
Zaporozci-vusachi
Posidaly y napysaly
Vidpovid', rehochuchy:
"Zdrastuy, batechko sultan,
Vushko ty svynyache,
Ty oslam i svynyam pan,
(...) kobylyache.
Nechay chrystyyans'kyi kray
Tobi v snach ne snyt'sya.
Nu, na cim i proshchavay,
Viflems'ka oslycya!"
I lysta u vrazyi stan
Iz rehotom mocnym
Pidpysav Sirko Ivan
Z viys'kom Zaporoz'kym:
"Rik i den u nas, yak v vas,
Tomu y pociluyte
Pryamo v (...) usich nas.
I ne vereduyte!"
Pryspiv