Oi u poly krai dorohy stoyala Marysi,
Ta klykala na Vasylya: Vasylju, verny si.
Oi verny si, Vasylyku, ne tak toto bude,
Zaishla svarka meze namy, rozsudyat nas ljude.
Oi sudyly hromadove, sudyly vitove,
Osudyly kaidanyky momu Vasylovy.
Oi na nizky kaidanyky, na ruky skrypyci,
Oi to tobi, Vasylyku, cherez molodyci.