The glory and will of Ukraine has not yet perished, And yet upon us, Ukrainians, fate shall smile once more. Our enemies shall melt away, like the dew in the sun. And we too shall rule, O brethren, the homeland of our own. Brethren, let's join in a bloody fight, from the Sian to the Don Ne'er shall we allow others to rule in our native land. The Black Sea will smile, and grandfather Dnipro will rejoice, For in our own Ukraine fortune shall flourish once 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 shall be known among all nations.
