Ukraine's glory and freedom have not died
Upon us, fellow compatriots, fate shall smile once more
Our enemies will vanish, like dew in the morning sun
And we too shall rule, brothers, in our own land
We'll lay down our souls and bodies for our freedom
And we will show that we, brothers,
are of the Cossack nation
Composor Mykhailo Verbytsky
Mykhailo Verbytsky Stamp
The Testament
When I am dead, bury me
In my beloved Ukraine,
My tomb upon a grave mound high
Amid the spreading plain,
So that the fields, the boundless steppes,
The Dnieper's plunging shore
My eyes could see, my ears could hear
The mighty river roar.
When from Ukraine the Dnieper bears
Into the deep blue sea
The blood of foes ... then will I leave
These hills and fertile fields
I'll leave them all and fly away
To the abode of God,
And then I'll pray .... But till that day
I know nothing of God.
Oh bury me, then rise ye up
And break your heavy chains
And water with the tyrants' blood
The freedom you have gained.
And in the great new family,
The family of the free,
With softly spoken, kindly word
Remember also me.
Author Taras Shevchenko
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Anthem Source:  anthemworld.com    Poem Translation:  John Weir, 1961
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