Oy u poli mohyla
Z vitrom hovoryla:
Poviy, buynesenkyi vitre,
Shchob ya ne marnila.

Oy u poli richka,
Cherez richku kladka.
Oy ne kyday, kozachenku,
Ridnenkoho bat'ka.

Boday taya richka
Kushyrom zarosla,
Vona mene kozachenka
V chuzyi kray zanesla.

Boday taya richka
Ryby ne plodyla,
Vona mene molodoho
Zi svitu zhubyla.

Oy u poli mohyla
Z vitrom hovoryla:
"Poviy, buynesenkyi vitre,
Shchob ya ne marnila."