Letiv ptashok popid dashok ta y syvyi, ta y syvyi,
Chto ne maye zakochanya, toy v Boha shchaslyvyi.
Chto ne maye zakochanya, toy ne maye tuhy,
To toy vore, perevore, yak na shtyry pluhy.
Bo velyke zakochanye, to yest' ne zdorovlye,
Abo tobi, abo meni bude bezholovlye.