Na horodi verba ryasna,
Tam stoyala divka krasna.
Vona krasna shche i vrodlyva,
V neyi dolya neshchaslyva.
V neyi dolya neshchaslyva,
Nema toho, shcho ljubyla.
Oi nemaye ta i ne bude,
Rozrayaly chuzi ljude.
Rozrayaly, rozluchyly,
Shchob my v pari ne hodyly.
Na horodi verba ryasna,
Tam stoyala divka krasna.
Viter
Chrystos rodyvsya
Oi ne kvitny, vesno
Kozak vid’yizdzaye...
Vorone chornyi
Ne pospishai, dusha moya, cherstvity
Snih v hayu
Chuyesh zibralysya znov
Chto tak tyho pryishov
Sonce na obriyi
Mandry
Rannoyu zoreyu
Tyho Dunai vodu nese
Vesnyanka
ishla Marusya
Oi chyya to ruta-myata
Oi verbo, verbo
Ukrayina. Traven. 1861 rik. Shevchenkovi
Oi hai, maty
Na horodi verba ryasna
V zelenu subotu
Oi v lisku, lisku
V yarmah tuhy
Probuditsya orly syzi
Kolyskova
Ity shche dovho
Vin vnochi pryletyt
Zovtyi pisok
Shche v polon ne braly todi
Mariyechko, pani
Letyat halochky
Luhovaya zozulya