Pid hurkit kolis hamirnoho potyahu
Stelylys lany, letily hayi,
Nasnylys meni hersonski stepy,
De vlitku kolys zustrilysya my.
Kazala ty, shcho did tvii rodom z Ukrayiny,
A ce namysto zapovila prababcya...
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Divchyna z Pavlodaru, divchyna z Pavlodaru,
Divchyna z Pavlodaru, sonce, yak ty?..
Divchyna z Pavlodaru, divchyna z Pavlodaru,
Divchyna z Pavlodaru, sestro moya...
Kotylas sloza iz pershoyu pisneyu,
Cholodna rosa i speka ves den.
A v vas kovyla zovsim ne taka, yak u nas –
Kazala todi, yak stepom ishly.
Dzvenila ty chervonym dukachem na hrudyah,
Shylyvshys nad bahattyam, chasom nadi mnoyu.
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Irtysh – ne Dnipro, ta ridnyi do bolju:
Tam pershi kroky i persha ljubov.
Tvii dyadko kazav: z Cholodnoho Yaru my vsi,
A Sonce sidaye nad Chyhyrynom.
Smiyalas ty, shcho yak ne vernesh na Vkrayinu,
Narodysh sotnyu malenkyh haidamakiv.
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Pid hurkit kolis hamirnoho potyahu
Letily lany, stelylys hayi,
Iz dum ne ishly tavriiski stepy
I stezky oti, de razom buly...
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