Panna Francishka

Na Kleparovi za rohatkamy,
Tam sobi zyla v svoyeyi mamy
Faina, yak yanhol, hruba, yak kyshka,
A vsi yi zvaly – panna Francishka.
A tatus panny, vin rizav svyni,
Lipshoho maistra nema donyni,
A svyni tyezko perezyvaly,
Na cile misto durni krychaly.
Francishky mamcya v rynku stoyala,
Shcho zabyv tatus – tym torhuvala,
Salceson, shkvarky, shponderky, kyshky,
Kupuite, ljudy, v mamci Francishky.
A nedaleko vid yih hospody
Zyv sy fryziyer, bravyi molodyk,
Vin kupuvav tam shchorannya kyshku,
Bo kohav tyazko pannu Francishku.
Pidsluhav tatus tu tayemnycyu:
"Ne dlya fryz’yera donka riznycka,
I hai shchodnya vin kupuye kyshku,
Ta ne distane pannu Francishku!"
Yak to kohanci bidni diznalys,
To z toho strashno rozhvyljuvalys,
I hoch zyttya yih bulo vi cviti,
Postanovyly ioho skinchyty.
Bidnyi fryziyer zalyvs slozoyu,
Kupyv sy kyshku iz trutyznoyu (otrutoyu),
A bulo toyi dva metry kyshky,
I z’yily razom z pannov Francishkov.
Yak tilko z’yily, zaraz pochuly,
Zy tov sya kyshkov na amin struly,
Ya ne zabudu tebe teper
Takyi kinec buv panny Francishky.