– Oy, kozache miy!
De z to konyk tviy?
De shabelka, hakivnycya
Ta novyi zupan?
Chy prodav ty, chy zhubyv,
Chy v shynkarochky propyv,
Shcho ostavsya sam, shcho ostavsya sam.

– Mylyi druze miy,
Pryyatelyu miy!
Serce krov’yu zalyvayes',
Krashche ne pytay.
Yak u poli ya strazdav,
Yak terpiv ya ta konav
Za miy ridnyi kray,
Krashche ne pytay, u nevoli kray.