Stoyat verby ponad hreblju, shcho-m yih pidlyvala

Stoyat verby ponad hreblju, shcho-m yih pidlyvala,
Nema z moho mylenkoho, shcho-m yeho kohala.
Nema z moho mylenkoho, ta i hutko ne bude,
Chiba ya mu sya poklonyu cherez dobri ljude.
Pryyid, serce, pryyid, ljubo, sklony sya do mene,
Yak ne budesh, zytya moye, pishlju za toboyu!