Oi mala ya mylenkoho, yak svoye zdorovye

Oi mala ya mylenkoho, yak svoye zdorovye,
Druha suka poljubyla ta i na bezholovye.
Oi mala ya mylenkoho, yak medok solodkyi,
Druha suka poljubyla, vik by yi korotkyi.
A mala ya mylenkoho, druha i ufatyla,
Kolo mlyna mosta nema, vna nym zahatyla.