– Oi, divchyno-neboho, ljuby z mene holoho,
Bo ya haty ne mayu, zenytysya dumayu!
– Oi, hultyayu, hultyayu, ta ya z tebe pytayu:
Nashcho z mene svatayesh, koly haty ne mayesh?
– Chodim, serce, v chuzuyu, poky svoyu zbuduyu:
Zroblju tobi hatynu z rozevoho cvitynu.
– Zbudui hatu z lobody, ta v chuzuyu ne vedy:
Chuza hata takaya, yak svekruha lyhaya.