Maly dity matir

Maly dity matir,
To byla machoha,

Vyvela yih ona
Steren ohanyaty.

Ditochky pisnuly,
Steren ne vihnaly.

Vzyala ona sobi
Dva pruty ternovy,

Tak ona yih byla,
Pruty polamala.

Pishly ony, pishly
Na svoi mamy hrobyk.

Oi, a hto to tam, hto
Po moi hrobi hodyt?

Oi my, mamusyu, my,
Puste nas ku sobi!

A ydte vy, ydte
Do svoi machoshyci.

Nai vam yisty daye
I pryodivaye.

Yak ona nas myye,
Poza kark nas byye,

Yak ona nas cheshe,
Z holovy krov teche.

Svoyim dityatonkam
Shnurochky kupuye,

A nam, syrotonkam,
Nytochky zaluye.

Svoyim dityatonkam
Kolachyky peche,

A nam, syrotonkam,
Z otrubiv zahnete.

Zislav pan-bih, zislav
Dvoh shataniv z pekla,

Vzyaly machoshycyu,
Pishly z nom do pekla.

Keby ya sya mohla
Na sei svit dostaty,

Znala by ya, znala,
Yak syrotam platyc.