A vze vesna, a vze krasna.
Zi strich voda kaple.
Molodomu kozakovi mandrivochka pachne.
Pomandruvav kozachenko z Luben do Pryluky
Zaplakala divchynonka, zdiymayuchy ruky.

Usi zirky poschodyly, odnoyi nemaye.
Kazav mylyi, pryide vvechir, ta y dosi nemaye.
Kazav mylyi, pryide vvechir, ta y dosi nemaye.
A miy mylyi kray dorohy krynycyu kopaye.
A miy mylyi kray dorohy krynycyu kopaye,
A iz toyi krynychenky konya napuvaye.
Kin stoyit', vody ne p’ye, shlyach-dorizku chuye,
A miy mylyi shchovechora v dorozi nochuye.

Ne vernusya, zabaryusya
Horduyesh ty mnoyu.
Bude z tvoye horduvannya vse pered toboyu.
Pomandruvav kozachenko u chysteye pole.
Za nym ide divchynonka: vernysya, sokole!