Meni mynulo lit shistnadcyat',
Vesnoyu yak sady cvily.
Ya pro kochannya shche ne znala,
My tycho z matir’yu zyly.

Raz ty proyshov nad nashym dvorom,
Ya zadyvylas' na tviy stan,
Stoyala dovho pid verboyu,
Poky vechirniy vpav tuman.

A ya raz aystry posadyla,
A ty pomih meni polyt',
Z tych pir duma moya strazdaye,
Z tych pir duma moya bolyt'.

Pryishla zyma i aystry bili
Schylyly holovy v zurbi,
V moyemu serci hasnut' syly,
Chuzoyu stala ya tobi.