Yak sy zaspivayu nichenkoyu v hayu,
Yak myla pochuye, to sya obraduye.

Vchera nedilenka, nyni ponedilok,
Siyaly pshenychku, vrodyvsya barvinok.

– Idy, miy mylenkyi, barvinok kosyty,
Bo ne bude z choho vinochok nosyty.

Oy pishov mylenkyi barvinochok rvaty,
Tam yoho zastala divchynonky maty.

– Ne zurit'sya, maty, barvinok chreshchatyi,
Ya chlopec' molodyi ishche ne zonatyi.

Narvu barvinochku, strichechku distanu,
Z vashoyu dochkoyu na rushnychok stanu.