A yak totu kolomyiku zachuyu, zachuyu,
Cherez totu kolomyiku doma ne nochuyu.
Ta yak by ya, pane brate, doma ta y nochuvav,
Davno by ya v Berezanach cherevyky vzuvav.
Cherevychky ne vylychki, shabelka na klynku,
Kazav meni starshyi zovnyar: shkoda z bo tya, synku.
Oy cy shkoda, cy ne shkoda, koly mene vzyaly,
Koly meni molodomu kucheryky vtyaly.
Oy kuchery moyi dribni, kuchery, kuchery,
Chto z vas bude spomynaty kozdoyi vechery?
Oy kuchery moyi dribni z kruhloyi holovy,
Otosty sya postelyly panam popid nohy.