Oy pidu, ya pidu,
Kudu ya y chodyla,
Moze, ya tam znaydu
Koho ya y lyubyla.

Moze, znaydu toho,
Tovarysha yoho,
Ta y spytayus' yoho
Pro myloho svoho.

The danube river raging,
The water’s turning black.
I’m turning back to pages
And never coming back.

Oy chy vin choruye,
Oy chy vin slabuye,
Shcho vze try nedili
Doma y ne nochuye.

Zasvity ty, maty
Voskovuyu svichku,
Nay pereydu Dunay,
Shche y bystuyu richku.

Ne pomoze, donyu,
Voskovaya svichka.
Rozihravsya Dunay,
Shche y bystraya richka.

Rozihravsya Dunay,
Popid berezechky.
Ne vernet'sya mylyi
Cherez vorizechky.