Oy yichav ya z Berezyn temnenkoyi nochy,
Sydyt bida na vorot'och, vyshchuryla ochy.
A ya krychu: hilya-hilya, vona poletila,
Shchob ne taya palychenka, bula by mi zyila.
Shchob ne taya palychenka, ne tota lishchyna,
Bula by mi vcharuvala moloda divchyna.