Born were we, from that of a great hour
From the conflagration of war, from the flames of fires,
Pain nurtured us , in loosing our Ukraine,
Our rage fed us, and anger at our foes.
And so we enter, into battle so to live
Hard, and strong, unbreakable like granite,
For weeping has, given no one their freedom,
But he who is a fighter, he obtains the world.
We do not want, glory nor a payment.
Payment for us, is the joy of the battle!
It is sweeter for us, to die then in battle,
Than to live in chains, mute like a slave.
Enough for us, the ruins and disagreements,
Dare not a brother, against a brother to battle!
Under the blue'n, yellow flag of freedom
We will unite, all of our great nation.
A great truth - for us all is but one,
Our proud call, to our nation brings!
Countrymen you, be faithful unto death,
For us Ukraine, surpasses everything!
Leading us into battle, is the fallen fighters glory.
For us the highest law - is the one command:
"An indépendant Ukrainian nation
Free and strong, from the Sain to beyond the Caucases"
Примітки: Автор музики невідомий, слова написав Олесь Бабій у 1929 р. в Парижі. Олесь Бабій народився 17 березня 1897 р. у селі Середня Калуського району Івано-Франківської області.