Текст песни Володимир Вермінський - Ой, чути, чути стріли гармати...

Oh Chuti, Chuti strіli-Garmata,
Oh Chuti, Chuti, more gudut.
There bitim Shlyakhov for up Ukraine
Sіchovії strіltsі іdut.

Forgiving his mother Sina,
A brother to forgive his sister.
Young strіlets Farewell dіvchinu,
Yak vіdhodiv on Chuzhinov.

By submitting ruchenki: & quot; Buvaev healthy & quot ;.
A єї tears flowed.
& Quot; do not cry, dіvchino, that th not zhurisya,
Mauger, turn shte kolis.

A Mauger, zginu battle od kulі,
A ti mene not spom'yanesh,
Do not cry, dіvchino, that th not zhurisya,
Lish schiro pray to God & quot ;.

Oh іdut, іdut sіchovі strіltsі,
A zvіdti іdut vorogov.
Vdarit kul strіltsya at the breast,
Vіn povalivsya іz horse.

Visipali on the I nіm grave,
And the centurion inscriptions written,
Scho in tіy mogilі spochiv navіki
Young strіlets Rebel.