Текст песни СНПУ - Нас питають якого ми роду

We are asked what kind we are,
And on whom do we harden bayonets?
Well, we are at the gates of Constantinople
Shields have been left to this day. (3-4 tapes - twice).

The same is our wide palm
So squeezed the iron of swords,
What moaned defiant Warsaw
And the Muscovite involuntarily trembled. (3-4 tapes - twice).

And let's just say enough, enough.
And the spirit of revenge to sanctify our rank.
And still fingers will stick
To blood-saturated swords. (3-4 ribbons - twice).

For the trampled honor of Ukraine,
For the plundered holy land
We go to raise from the ruins
The Ukrainian state is new. (3-4 tapes - twice).