Bilya bereha mrii

Chy bulo ce davno, chy bulo ce uchora?..
Zapytayu v ochei, molodoyi snahy.
I sidaye mii den u kalynovyi choven,
Shchob ljubovi z’yednat kam’yani berehy.
Bo miz namy lita i kruti, i shylyasti,
Nashi spilni slidy viter chasu ziter.
Yak blyzenko buly my do nashoho shchastya,
Yak daleko zaishly my vid noho teper!..

Pryspiv:
Bilya bereha mrii, bilya bereha mrii
Ty moya, a ya tvii, ty moya, a ya tvii!
Ta bulo ce kolys – ne doyidesh tudy,
Ne puskayut tudy nashyh lit holody!

Oi, kruti berehy... Zhadka sercya ne tishyt,
Bo mynule uze u tuman zaplelos...
Bilya bereha mrii ni, ne ty – zovsim insha
I zove ne mene, a hukaye kohos.
Chy bulo ce davno, chy bulo ce uchora?..
Zapytayu v ochei, molodoyi snahy.
I sidaye mii den u kalynovyi choven,
Shchob ljubovi z’yednat kam’yani berehy.

Pryspiv (2)

Bilya bereha mrii, bilya bereha mrii
Ya tvoya, a ty mii...