Oy, kalyno, bilyi c'vite, c'vitok opadaye,
Uze z nasha, miy mylenkyi, lyubva propadaye.
Shche kalyna ne prystyhla, lyshe popalila,
Nasha lyubva ne propala, lysh sya prytayila.
A yak bude kalynochka lipshe prystyhaty,
Ta sya bude lyubva nasha nazad zavertaty.