Oy ty kazav, miy mylenkyi, shcho ni budesh braty,
A ty pishov, miy mylenkyi, ynshoyi shukaty.
Chot' ty sobi, lyubcyu, naydesh z syvymy volamy,
Taky sobi hoy ne naydesh z chornymy brovamy.
Choho z ty si, moya myla, take rozbyrayesh?
Choho z ty si v svoyim rodu take velychayesh?
Yak meni si, miy mylenkyi, ta y ne velychaty,
Ya na vrodu duze fayna, mozu si pryznaty.
Oy shcho z tobi, lyubcyu, z vrody, shcho-s na vrodu krasna?
Koby-s, lyubcyu, hroshi mala, to by-s bula shchasna.
A shcho z tobi, lyubcyu, z toho, shcho ye hroshyi mnoho?
Koly bo si oy ne mayesh hlyanuty na koho.