Transliteration
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Vylitaye sokil
Z-za synoyi hmary,
Shukaye matinka
Svoyii donci pary.
Shukaye, shukaye
Bahackoho syna.
– idy, donyu, za noho,
Budesh hospodynya.
– Ne hochu ya, mamo,
Bahackoho syna,
Bo mene kohaye
Bidnyi syrotyna.
Kohaye, kohaye
I dumaye braty,
Ne mishai kohannyu,
Moya ridna maty.
Bo yak budesh, maty,
Lyubovi mishaty,
To ya skazu hlopcyam
Yavora rubaty.
To ya skazu hlopcyam
Yavora rubaty,
Yavora zrubaty,
Trumnu zbuduvaty.
Trumnu zbuduvaty
Na chotyry boky,
Mene zahovaty
U dvadcyat dva roky.
