Artist: Zartivlyvi, satyrychni pisni
Lyrics and music author: народні |
Tam na hori roste dub, vze yoho rubayut'.
Ya shchoyno sya ozenyv, vze vsi lyudy znayut'.
Pryspiv:
Tumba, tumba, tumbariya,
Tumba, tumba, tumbara,
Tumba, tumba, tumbariya,
Divchynonka moloda.
Vzyav ya sobi zinku, zvalasya Maryna.
Povernuvsya syudy-tudy – smittya po kolina.
A yak vyshyla sorochku, a ya v nyuyu vbravsya,
Yak-yem vyishov na vulycyu, cilyi svit smiyavsya.
Ni sorochka, ni kaftan, niyaka rubacha.
Tak my plechi zraybuvala, yak ta kostrubacha.
A ya z teyi hryzoty napyvsya paruchy,
Svit zrobyv my sya, yak banka, a lyudy, yak muchy.