Текст песни Василь Жданкiн - Наливаймо, браття

Let us pour, brethren, crystal bowls,
/ That swords were not taken, that bullets passed
Our heads! / -2

So that Ukraine does not cry forever,
/ That our glory, the Cossack glory,
The eyelid is not lost./2

And the Cossack glory is covered in blood,
/ Chopped by swords, cut with swords,
Also washed with tears./2

Let's pour, brothers, while there is still strength,
/ Until the hike, until the sunrise
The trumpets did not blow the trumpet./2