Mariyechko, pani, hodim z namy,
Chodim z namy ta i kolyaduvaty,
Svyatyi vechir, dobryi vechir!
Nikoly z meni, moyi podruzechky –
Ta pryyihav mii bratyk iz polku,
Svyatyi vechir, dobryi vechir!
I pryviz meni ta try radosti:
Zelenuyu suknyu – do vincya nadivat,
Svyatyi vechir, dobryi vechir!
Dorohyi kubok – svativ chastovat,
Zolotyi persten – shljub shljubovat,
Svyatyi vechir, dobryi vechir!
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