Текст песни Олекса Довбуш - Довбуш.

On a high meadow
Silver Bartka cries with blood
Prince of Verkhovyna
Leo's heart is cruel
In gold, dry gold
Over the shoulders of the powder
Whether it's a storm in Choronogor
Whether the cry is playing in the rocks

Dovbush
On axes
Take me to the Blue Mountains
Dovbush
On axes
Silver ball, black bells
Dovbush
Lord of the mountains
Before whom the proud obeyed
Dovbush
Eagle son
The Carpathians are crying, the Carpathians are moaning

The cuckoo was chained
Where Cheremosh stone plows
The city of Kosiv was on fire
How the Black Mountains trembled
Did not drink blood for a long time
Opryshkivska faithful bartka
Here is our power and will
The warrior will die - the mystery will not perish

On a high meadow
Trails were covered with snow
Only the sun went down the mountain
Run, guys, run, run
A new day is a new revenge
You bathe in enemy blood
Brother - Chris and Sister Bartka
Native mother - Montenegro