Yshov strilec' u chuzynu,
Pokydav divchynu,
Bil davyv zbolilu hrud':
"Ach, proshchay, kochana,
Y choch u serci rana,
Ty zabud' mene, zabud'..!"

Divchyna banuye,
Plache ta nud'huye:
"Mylyi, de ty, ach, verny!"
Mylyi na muravi,
Stoptaniy kryvaviy,
Yomu snyat'sya rays'ki sny.

Viter polem honyt',
Verba lystya ronyt',
Na mohylku lyst pade...
Plache stara maty,
Vklala donyu spaty:
"Donyu, synu, de vy, de?"