Pory roku

Cholodaye, holodaye,
Osin nastupaye.
I dereva i kushchi
Viterec zryvaye.

Os i Veresen proishov,
Zovten nastupaye.
I dereva i kushchi
Snihom posypaye.

Skoro Lystopad pryide
Yak kum na svyato,
Skoro Novyi rik bude
Yak povynen buty.

Tak zyma proide,
I nastane vesna!
Tak snih roztane,
I bude voda.