My z toboyu, moya myla, vze zarucheni,
Ty na shchastya polyubyla moyi kucheri.
Budut' ochi tvoyi, myla, ne zasmucheni,
Tilky b zavzdy ty lyubyla moyi kucheri.

Pryspiv:
Chub hraylyvyi, nepokirnyi,
Shchob divchat ne charuvav,
Obstryzu i budu virnyi –
Usim sercem pokochav.
A yakshcho mene rozlyubysh –
Vidpushchu ya chuba znov,
Shchob znayshov meni vin znov
Yak vinok vilnu lyubov.

Ya nadiyus', moya lyuba, te shcho lyubysh ty,
Perelyvy moho chuba budesh berehty.
A yakshcho ya polysiyu – ne pokyn mene,
Chto rozluku v serci siye, toy slozu pozne.

Pryspiv

Tebe myla tak kochayu, shcho viddam tobi
Naydorozche shcho ya mayu – svoyi kucheri.
Tebe bilym cyac'komanom ne vernesh nazad,
Usmichnys', moya kochana, shcho cvite nash sad.

Pryspiv (2)

Shchob znayshov meni vin znov
Yak vinok vilnu lyubov...