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Za horu sonce zahoryaye,
Ta chornyi voron zakryakav,
Poyihav mii mylyi na viinu,
Ostannii raz skazav: Proshchai!
Proshchai, divchyno chornobryva,
Proshchai, divchyno moloda,
Ya syudy bilshe ne povernu,
Zvidsy daleka doroha.
Neraz ya zvechora do ranya
Trymav divchynu na rukah,
Teper ya zvechora do ranya
Trymayu krisa na plechah.
Neraz ya zvechora do ranya
Trymav divchynu v obiimah,
Teper zahrayut marsh voyennyi
Pidu v kazarnyu lyazu spat.
Kazarnya, ta shche i holodnaya,
Sam sobi loze postelju,
Ne skaze meni moya myla:
Pidy, hai tebe obiimu.
