Oi, maty, maty, yest dyak u hati [2]

– Oi, maty, maty, yest dyak u hati,
Spivaye, zartuye, ne daye spaty.
– Oi, donyu, donyu, byi kocyuboyu!
– Zupan novenkyi, sam molodenkyi,
Boyusya, maty, shchob ne vkalyaty,
Volju ya, maty, dyaka prohaty
U postilonku do sebe vzyaty.
Divchyna plache, a dyak spivaye,
Pohlyane v vikonce, chy ne svitaye.
– Oi, dyache, dyache, yeshche ranenko,
Prysunsya do mene, moye serdenko!
– Prysunsya do neyi, zakolysh yeyi:
Oi ljulju, ljulju, pidnyavshy koshulju.
– Oi dyache, dyache biloho lycya,
Yuz z mene teper ye molodycya.
Oi pryishla maty donyu pytaty:
– Chy dobre bulo iz dyakom spaty?
– Oi spala, spala, ledve ustala,
Ale ze-m sya, mamo, strahu nabrala!
– Oi, donyu, donyu, strahu ne znayesh,
Shcho tak sya bardzo dyaka lyakayesh.