Prostelylysya tumany
Hen ta hen, de plesa, –
Ne zahoyit' moyi rany
Matinka Odesa.

Rozmarynovoho zillya
Bilshe ne nap’yusya –
Dochekayusya vesillya,
Abo z utoplyusya.

Oy, huculochko Annychko,
De z ty propadayesh,
Chom chovayesh svoye lychko,
Shcho sobi hadayesh?

Hen vid toyi polonyny
Stezka prolyahaye –
Chom mene shchodnya, shchodnyny
Ty ne vydyvlyayesh?

De ti hory, tez tumany,
Yak na zelen-plesach, –
Chto zahoyit' moyi rany,
Matinko Odeso?