Poslav mene miy mylenkyi fasoli sadyty,
A sam pishov do korchmonky med-horilku pyty.

Posadyla ya fasoli ta y idu dodomu,
Povertayu do korchmonky – p’ye mylyi z kumoyu.

Povertayu do korchmonky ta y stala v zatinku,
Obiymaye mylyi kumu, yak parubok divku.

– Idy, myla, dodomonku ta y zvary kurochku,
Bo pryvedu na vecheryu kumu-holubochku.

Zvaryu tobi, miy mylenkyi, zvaryu tobi kachku,
Lysh ne vedy na vecheryu tu kumu-bolyachku.

Zapalyla, zakuryla syrymy drovamy,
Bo pryvede mylyi kumu z chornymy brovamy.

Zapalyla, zakuryla, sila na porozi,
Ide mylyi iz kumoyu ta u try dorozi.

– Ne day meni, moya myla, ne day meni yisty,
Lysh day meni take misce, de z kumoyu sisty.

Ne day meni, moya myla, ne day meni pyty,
Lysh day meni take misce, shchob pohovoryty.