Oi mylyi, mylyi, chornobryvenkyi

Oi mylyi, mylyi, chornobryvenkyi!
Shanui ze mene, yak mak bilenkyi.

Yak mak bilenkyi, yak tuyu rozu,
Ya molodenka, bihme ne mozu.

Ani do serpa, ani roboty,
Ya molodenka ino posydity.

ino posydity i pohulyaty,
A chasom v korshmu ity napyvaty.

Yak ya nap’yusya, za vse zabudu.
Za to, mii mylyi, ljubyt tya budu.