Miy knyazyu,
Ty mene prycharuvav,
Lyubov’yu, niby medom, napuvav,
Miy knyazyu,
Ty zustriv mene na bilomu koni,
Zupynyvsya i zhubyvsya v dalyni...
Knyahyne,
Zapiznylosya zyttya,
Ya – vershnyk
Bez dorohy, bez puttya,
Ya – v’yazen
Toy, shcho sam sebe piymav u sviy polon,
I use moye zyttya – to tilky son.

Pryspiv:
Znov vorozi strily ranyat' hrudy,
Znov navkolo zli i dobri lyudy,
I kozen, utikayuchy vid kuli,
Tak prahne chuda...
Mriyamy otruyene vyno vypylos' davno...

Miy knyazyu,
Knyahyne,
Ty kolys' mene shukav,
A potim,
Potim,
Yak znayshov – to ne piznav.
Knyahyne,
Ya ne znayu, de pochatok, de kinec'
I komu spivayu pisnyu dvoch serdec'?..

Pryspiv