Yak zi L'vova ya sy masheroval,
To ya konya na hostro pidkovav.
Hoy-ya, hoy-ya, na hostro pidkovav.

Kazav sobi zlotom pidkuvaty,
Aby divcha charom charuvaty.
Hoy-ya, hoy-ya, charom charuvaty.

Zacharuyu, to bude plakaty,
Bude meni lystochok pysaty.
Hoy-ya, hoy-ya, lystochok pysaty.

Koly umru, shumno m’ya chovayte,
I na pohrib divchat posklykayte.
Hoy-ya, hoy-ya, divchat posklykayte.

Nasampered narechenu moyu,
Nay zaplache revne nadi mnoyu.
Hoy-ya, hoy-ya, revne nadi mnoyu.

Ya yiy skazu: ne rony slozonku,
Vyrosty my dobrych syna y donku.
Hoy-ya, hoy-ya, dobrych syna y donku.