Buly v mene kury, ah kury-cokotury.
Yak by meni cholovika moyeyi natury.
Shchob horilku ne pyv, tabaku ne nyuhav,
Chuzyh zinok ne ljubyv, dobre mene sluhav.
Oi dai meni, Boze, vechira dizdaty.
To b pishla ya do kumy novostii uznaty.
Yak pryishla ya do kumy, stala pyd stinoyu,
A mii mylyi, chornobryvyi vorkuye z kumoyu.
Stoyala, stoyala ta i ya ne sterpila,
Pyd vikonce pidiishla, shybochku rozbyla.
Yak pryishla ya dodomu, zrazu i zahvorila,
Bilenkoyu kosynoyu holovu nakryla.
Pryishov mylyi dodomu: – Koly zahvorila?
Ce shche i vchora izvechora shybochka letila.
Oi dai meni, Boze, utrichka dizdaty,
To b pishla b ya do kumy novosti i uznaty.
Yak pryishla ya do kumy – vona shche i ne vmyta.
– Oi choho z ce, kuma, shybochka rozbyta?
– Bula v mene kurka, taka polyhlyva,
Zaletila u hatynu, shybochku rozbyla.
– Budut tebe, kuma, shche i kury kljuvaty,
Yak ty budesh, kuma, kuma prynimaty.
Kury z moyi, kury, ah kury-cokotury.
Yak by meni cholovika moyeyi natury.