"Ukraine's glory has not perished" (Ukrainian: §»§Ö §ß§Ö §Ó§Þ§Ö§â§Ý§Ñ §µ§Ü§â§Ñї§ß§Ú or Shche ne vmerla Ukrainy) is the national anthem of Ukraine. The music was composed in 1863 by Mykhaylo Verbytsky, a western Ukrainian composer and Catholic priest intended to accompany a patriotic poem written in 1862 [1] by Pavlo Chubynsky, a prominent ethnographer in the Kyiv region. Widely sung around the country, the lyrics were somewhat similar to those of Polish, Serbian and Israeli anthems. In 1917, it became the anthem of the short-lived Ukrainian People's Republic. Shche ne vmerla Ukraina was sung as the de facto national anthem at the inauguration of the first President Leonid Kravchuk on December 5, 1991. Article 20 of the Constitution of Ukraine (June 28, 1996) designates Verbytsky's music as the theme of the national anthem: The State Anthem of Ukraine is the national anthem set to the music of M. Verbytskyi, with words that are confirmed by the law adopted by no less than two-thirds of the constitutional composition of the Verkhovna Rada of Ukraine. On March 6, 2003, the parliament adopted the following lyrics, which are slightly modified from Chubynsky's original words.
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Ukrainian words
§»§Ö §ß§Ö §Ó§Þ§Ö§â§Ý§Ñ §µ§Ü§â§Ñї§ß§Ú §ßі §ã§Ý§Ñ§Ó§Ñ, §ßі §Ó§à§Ý§ñ,
§»§Ö §ß§Ñ§Þ, §Ò§â§Ñ§ä§ä§ñ §Þ§à§Ý§à§Õії, §å§ã§Þі§ç§ß§Ö§ä§î§ã§ñ §Õ§à§Ý§ñ.
§©§Ô§Ú§ß§å§ä§î §ß§Ñ§êі §Ó§à§âі§Ø§Ö§ß§î§Ü§Ú, §ñ§Ü §â§à§ã§Ñ §ß§Ñ §ã§à§ß§èі,
§©§Ñ§á§Ñ§ß§åє§Þ і §Þ§Ú, §Ò§â§Ñ§ä§ä§ñ, §å §ã§Ó§àї§Û §ã§ä§à§â§à§ß§èі.
Chorus:
§¥§å§ê§å, §äі§Ý§à §Þ§Ú §á§à§Ý§à§Ø§Ú§Þ §Ù§Ñ §ß§Ñ§ê§å §ã§Ó§à§Ò§à§Õ§å.
І §á§à§Ü§Ñ§Ø§Ö§Þ, §ë§à §Þ§Ú, §Ò§â§Ñ§ä§ä§ñ, §Ü§à§Ù§Ñ§è§î§Ü§à§Ô§à §â§à§Õ§å.
Latin transliteration
Šče ne vmerla Ukrajiny ni slava, ni volĭa,
Šče nam, brattĭa molodiji, usmichnetĭsĭa dolĭa.
Zhynutĭ naši voriženĭky, jak rosa na sonci,
Zapanujem i my, brattĭa, u svojij storonci.
CHORUS(twice)
Dušu, tilo my položym za našu svobodu
I pokažem, ščo my, brattĭa, kozacĭkoho rodu.
English metaphrase
Ukraine's glory hasn't perished, nor her freedom
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 a free land of our own.
CHORUS(twice)
We'll lay down our souls and bodies to attain our freedom,
And we'll show that we, brothers, are of the Cossack nation.
