Ishov strilec' na viynonku,
Prashchav svoyu divchynonku:
– Prashchay, mylenka, chornobryvenka,
Bo ya idu v chuzynu.

– Idy, idy ty, miy mylenkyi,
Ta vertaysya domiv zyvenko,
Bo ya budu zdaty, tebe chekaty
I tebe vyhlyadaty.

– Oy rad by ya zyvo vernuty,
Moze, mene kulya vdaryty,
Zasyplyut ochi temnoyi nochi,
Tam treba spochyvaty.

Tam budu ya spochyvaty,
A ty budesh mene chekaty.
Oy ne vernu ya bilshe nikoly,
A budu lezaty u chuzim poly.

Proshchay, prashchay, moya mylenka,
Ne tuzy duze, molodenka,
Znaydesh druhoho sobi myloho
Ta y budesh prozyvaty.