Pid hurkit kolis hamirnoho potyahu
Stelylys' lany, letily hayi,
Nasnylys' meni chersons'ki stepy,
De vlitku kolys' zustrilysya my.
Kazala ty, shcho did tviy rodom z Ukrayiny,
A ce namysto zapovila prababcya...

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Divchyna z Pavlodaru, divchyna z Pavlodaru,
Divchyna z Pavlodaru, sonce, yak ty?..
Divchyna z Pavlodaru, divchyna z Pavlodaru,
Divchyna z Pavlodaru, sestro moya...

Kotylas' sloza iz pershoyu pisneyu,
Cholodna rosa i speka ves' den.
A v vas kovyla zovsim ne taka, yak u nas –
Kazala todi, yak stepom ishly.
Dzvenila ty chervonym dukachem na hrudyach,
Schylyvshys' nad bahattyam, chasom nadi mnoyu.

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Irtysh – ne Dnipro, ta ridnyi do bolyu:
Tam pershi kroky i persha lyubov.
Tviy dyad'ko kazav: z Cholodnoho Yaru my vsi,
A Sonce sidaye nad Chyhyrynom.
Smiyalas' ty, shcho yak ne vernesh na Vkrayinu,
Narodysh sotnyu malenkych haydamakiv.

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Pid hurkit kolis hamirnoho potyahu
Letily lany, stelylys' hayi,
Iz dum ne ishly tavriys'ki stepy
I stezky oti, de razom buly...

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