A, Dunayu, Dunaychyku, tycha voda v tobi,
Oy, divchyno molodenka, pohovorim sobi.
Oy, divchyno molodenka, divchyno koruno,
Lyubyv-yem ti shtyry roky, koby chot' ny durno.
Oy ny durno, lyginyku, ny durno, ny durno,
Lysh ny chody kolo chaty tak duze fudulno1).
Bo yak budesh, lyginyku, z mudra pochynaty,
Ta chot' by ya rada pity, ny dast mene maty.