Bula sobi Marusya,
Polyubyla Petrusya.

Pryspiv:
Oy lycho, ne Petrus' –
Bile lychko, chornyi vus!

Viter viye horoyu,
Ide Petrus' zi mnoyu.

Ya z Petrusem stoyala,
Pryity k sobi prochala.

Navaryu ya halushok
Ta napechu pampushok!

Navaryla, napekla,
Ni dlya koho – dlya Petra.

Nema Petra, tilky Hryc',
Shkoda moyich palyanyc'!

Oy za toho Petrusya
Byla mene matusya.

Oy lyubyla b Petrusya,
Pohovoru boyusya.

A choch bude pohovir,
Taky bude Petrus' miy!