Oy shcho z my budemo,
Brattya, robyty,
Shcho pishov nash batyushka
V korchmu pyty?
Vzyav sobi Kupriyana,
Hryc'ka, Trochyma y Dem’yana,
Maksyma y Parunyu
Ishche y Tereshka.
A vzyaly vony sobi pivkvarty
I bilshe ne choche
Zyd nabor daty.
Vraza yoho bery maty,
Shcho ne choche nabor daty!
Meni lyudy vynuvati,
Ta daleko yty do chaty,–
Ya yomu razom zaplatyu!
Ta tam zbyralysya
Ta vse dvoryachky, –
To z ne prosti lyude –
Vse remisnychky:
To honchari, to snisari,
To vynnyky, to midnyky, to malyari
Vynokury, pyvovary, to kovali.
Kupriyan – cechmistrom
Nad solomoyu.
Bizyt' Lyana Strypiyana,
Strashyt' bat'ka Kupriyana,
Bo mamunya ide.
Odyn kaze: "Bude lycho",
Druhyi kaze: "Sydim tycho",
Tretiy kaze: "Ne biymosya,
Na horyshchi iskryimosya",
A Kupriyan kaze:
"Yakos' tam bude".