Zasiyala maty zyto
Da i nikomu zaty.
Pytayetsya syn materi:
– Yaku, mamo, braty?
Oi chy tuyu bahatuyu,
Oi chy tuyu bidnu?
Oi chy tuyu syrotynu,
Chuzuyu, nevynnu?
– Bahataya, hembataya,
Yak sova naduta,
A bidnaya syrotyna,
Yak syva holubka.
Bahataya, hembataya
Ta bude serdytsya,
A bidnaya syrotyna
Usim pokorytsya.