Nedaleko v tiy dzedzynye,
Oy velo mlodych chlopciv hyne.

Vyvely yich pid muravu,
Hey, popid nozky yim strilyaly.

Letyat kuli za kulyamy,
Oy, teche krovcya yarochkamy.

Yeden krychyt: ratuyte mya!
A druhyi krychyt: dobyite mya!

Tretiy krychyt: kopte yamu!
Hey chvartyi krychyt: kynte mya v nyu!

Keby moya maty znala,
Hey, v poroch by sya rozsypala.

A voyachok, neborachok,
Oy stoyit v poly, yako kryachok.