Misyacyu zoryanyi, skorishe pohasay!
Vyidy, kochanaya, do mene v temnyi hay.

A ya vychodyla, shche y dyvuvalasya,
Myloho zabraly, a ya ostalasya.

Zabraly myloho tyazkiyi vorohy,
A ya ne bachyla, kudy yoho vely.

Povely myloho popid kalynoyu,
A ya lyshylasya z malov dytynoyu.

Povely myloho popid berehamy,
A ya zaplakala hirkymy slozamy.

Povely myloho popid topoleyu,
A ya zaplakala nad svoyeyu doleyu.

Misyacyu zoryanyi, skorishe pohasay,
Bilshe ne vyidu ya do myloho v hay!