Kazut' vsi, shcho mene ty ne lyubysh,
Kazut' – serce tvoye kam’yane,
Shcho z toboyu shchaslyvym ne budu,
Ale shchastya nema bez tebe.
Kazut' vsi, niby ya zbozevoliv,
Kazut' druzi i kaze ridnya,
Kaze chlopec', yakoho z sokyroy
Bilya chaty tvoyeyi hanyav.

Pryspiv:
O, yakby u mene bulo serce kam’yane,
Ya durnyc' todi by menshe narobyv,
O, yakby u mene bulo serce kam’yane,
Vse odno tebe by menshe ne lyubyv.

Yakshcho serce divoche, yak kamin,
Vse odno, shchob tam chto hovoryv,
Navit' hory meni ne zavadyat',
Yakshcho ya vze tebe polyubyv!
My z toboyu zihrayem vesillya,
Budut' druzi i bude ridnya,
Bude chlopec', yakoho z sokyroy
Bilya chaty tvoyeyi hanyav.

Pryspiv