Ye i nam pro shcho zhadaty...
Pisne, dushu vozvelych
Oi bula v nas nenka maty –
Zaporozka slavna Sich.
Pryspiv:
Hei, vy, kozachenky, – viter v chystim poli,
Nauchit nashchadkiv tak ljubyty volju.
Hei, vy, kozachenky, – spomyn z m’yaty-ruty,
Nauchit mynulu slavu povernuty. (2)
Krutochola nasha dolya,
Ne voda v nii – krov teche.
Kozaku naipershe – volya,
Kozaku naipershe – chest.
Pryspiv
A pryishla lyha hodyna –
Vpav kozak nash u travi,
Shchob iskrylas Ukrayina
Na hetmanskii bulavi.
Obmochyla zemlju rana
Iz kozackoho chola,
Shchob nepravda pomyrala,
Shchoby pravdonka zyla. (ost 2 ryadky – 2)
Pryspiv:
Hei, vy, kozachenky, – viter v chystim poli,
Nauchit nashchadkiv tak ljubyty volju.
Hei, vy, kozachenky, – spomyn z m’yaty-ruty,
Nauchit mynulu slavu povernuty. (3)
Stozary
Sonce v tvoyih ochah
Smerekova hata
Zacharui
Svyatkovyi den
Vidplyvayut bili korabli
Ostannii lyst
Yakshcho pishla ljubov
Odynokyi vozak
Pysanka
Rano povertaty do zymy
Kylym z makiv
Yabluka padayut u travu
Hei, vy, kozachenky
Nalyi, shynkarochko
Troyanda u vazi
Zolotovoloska
Zahrai, dudaryku
Polisyanochka
Lihtaryky