Letiv ptashok popid dashok ta i syvyi, ta i syvyi,
Chto ne maye zakohanya, toi v Boha shchaslyvyi.
Chto ne maye zakohanya, toi ne maye tuhy,
To toi vore, perevore, yak na shtyry pluhy.
Bo velyke zakohanye, to yest ne zdorovlye,
Abo tobi, abo meni bude bezholovlye.