Oi p’ye vdova, hulyaye

Oi p’ye vdova, hulyaye,
Vona za smert ne dbaye,
Vona za smert ne dbaye,
Z susidamy hulyaye.

Pryishla smert, pryishla smert
Ta i do vdovy kaze:
– Hodi, vdovo, pyt-hulyat,
Pryishlo vrem’ya pomyrat!

– Pishla smert, pishla proch!
Holovonky ne moroch!
Bo ya chasu ne mayu, –
Z susidamy hulyayu!

Pishla smert, pishla smert
Do Boha z slozamy:
– Oi ne mozu vdovy vzyat,–
Hulyaye z hostyamy!

Idy, smert, idy, smert,
Ta do vdovy v hosti...
Yak ne mozesh vdovy vzyat,–
Vizmy yiyi hosti.

Yak hostonky zachuly,
Ta i staly tikaty
Popid mist, popid mist,
Lysh slidochky znaty!