A ya sobi zvusya Hannusya,
Ya iz svoyim mylym svaryusya,
Shcho vin chodyt' ta y na vechirnyci,
Polochaye chuzi molodyci.

Shcho b to meni take prydumaty,
Shchoby svoho myloho zlyakaty?
Perevernu kozuch vovnoyu dohory
Ta y popchayu obi nohy v rukavy.

Sama lyazu pid perynu spaty,
Pryide mylyi – ya budu lyakaty.
A miy mylyi vidchynyaye chatu:
– Vstavay, myla, davay vecheryaty.

A ya lizu z-pid peryny, yak vivcya,
A miy mylyi az upav zo stilcya!
Pokotyvsya dohory nohamy,
Z perelyaku vtik na p’yec do mamy:

– Oy mamunyu, shcho z to za bida,
Z-pid peryny lize chabeta?!
– Treba, synu, z zinkoyu lyahaty,
To ne bude ta bida lyakaty,

Treba, synu, zinku, lyubyty.
To ne bude ta bida chodyty.–
Na druhyi den sonce ne zachodyt',
Yak mylyi z roboty prychodyt':

– Vstavay, myla, budem vecheryaty
Ta y budemo spaty lyahaty.
Ty lyaz z krayu, a ya lyazu vid stiny,
Pryide bida, to ty mene borony.