|Shche ne vmerla Ukraina
Shche ne vmerla Ukrayina, ni slava, ni volya,
Shche nam, brattia ukrayintsi, usmikhnet'sia dolia.
Z-hynut' nashi vorozhen'ky, yak rosa na sontsi,
Zapanuyem i my, brattia, u svoyiy storontsi.
Dushu y tilo my polozhym za nashu svobodu
I pokazhem, shcho my, brattia, kozats'koho rodu.
Stanem brattia, v biy kryvavy, vid Sianu do Donu
V ridnim kraiu panuvaty ne damo ni komu.
Chorne more shche vsmikhnetsia, did Dnipro zradiye,
Shche na nashiy Ukrayini dolen'ka naspiye.
A zavziatta pratsia shchyra svoho shche dokazhe,
Shche sia voli v Ukrayini pisn' huchna rozliazhe.
Za Karpaty vidibiet'tsia z-homonyt' stepamy,
Ukrayiny slava stane pomizh narodamy.
Pavlo Chubynsky, 1862
Mykhailo Verbytsky, 1863
15 January 1992 (music)
6 March 2003 (lyrics)
|Ukraine's [glory] has not yet perished
Ukraine has not yet perished, nor her glory, nor her freedom,
Upon us, fellow Ukrainians, fate shall smile once more.
Our enemies will vanish like dew in the sun,
And we too shall rule, brothers, in a free land of our own.
We'll lay down our souls and bodies to attain our freedom,
And we'll show that we, brothers, are of the Cossack nation.
We'll stand, brothers, in bloody battle, from the Syan to the Don,
We will not allow others to rule in our motherland.
The Black Sea will smile and grandfather Dnipro will rejoice,
For in our own Ukraine fortune shall flourish again.
Our persistence and our sincere toils will be rewarded,
And freedom's song will resound throughout all of Ukraine.
Echoing off the Carpathians, and rumbling across the steppes,
Ukraine's fame and glory will be known among all nations.
Sheet Music 1991 - present