Shcho ty, synu, kaze, robysh, shcho po nocheh hodysh?
Skarzyet my si molodyci, shcho yim shkodu robysh.
Budu ya ta hodyty, ta shkodu robyty,
Bulo mene, moya maty, v sim lit ozenyty.
Chy ya tobi, mii synochku, toho boronyla,
Bulo ty si ozenyty, lyshe-m ti povyla.
A yak meni, moya maty, doma nochuvaty,
Pryide nichka temnenkaya, ni z kym rozmovlyaty.
A yak by ya, mamuncunyu, ta i doma nochuvav,
Oi to by ya v Zalishchykah cherevychky vzuvav.