Oy virlyata, sokolyata vse pole pokryly,
Snovydivskych vybranchykiv do viyska zmusyly.
Oy virlyata, sokolyata, piymit sya pid horu,
Snovydivski parubochky, vernit sya do domu.
Oy my by sya pidiymaly, tuman nalihaye,
Oy my by sya povertaly, cisar ne puskaye.
Ne tak cisar, ne tak cisar, yak cisarska maty,
Choche namy muzykamy turka zvoyuvaty.
Dopomozy, mylyi Boze, turka perebyty,
Shche sya vernem v svoyi krayi divchata lyubyty.