Yshla Mariya cherez pole,
Cherez pole shyrokoye.
Cherez more hlybokoye.
Yshla Mariya, syna vela,
Syna vela, zahubyla.
Ishla vona, blukayuchy,
Z Petrom, Pavlom zdybayuchys',
Kudy ydete, pytayuchys',
Chy bachyly syna moho,
Syna moho, Boha svoho.
Yak bachyly, pryznaytesya,
Ne bachyly, vertaytesya,
Stanmo, brattya, porad'mosya,
Shcho bachyly, pryznaymosya.

Oy u poli, na rozdolli,
Stoyit' shkola vysokaya,
A v tiy shkoli vse neviry,
Vse neviry, vse neviry.
Vzyaly syna ta y na muky,
Pryv’yazaly na chrest ruky,
Na chrest ruky rozpynaly,
Shche y hvozdyamy prybyvaly,
Kop'yem serce vynimaly,
Z ternya vinok zakladaly.
Terpy synu, terpy muky,
Bo popavsya zydam v ruky,
Terpy synu, terpy rany
Za preslavni chrystyyany.