Tam, de Yatran kruto v’yetsya,
Z-pid kamenya b’ye voda,
Tam divchyna vodu brala,
Chornobryva, moloda.
Ty, divchyno, ty shchaslyva:
V tebe batko, maty ye,
Rid velykyi, hata bila,
Vse, shcho v hati, to tvoye.
A ya bidnyi, beztalannyi;
Step shyrokyi – to z mii svat,
Shablya, ljulka – vsya rodyna,
Syvyi konyk – to z mii brat.
Oi yak tyazko zyty stalo,
Bo ti proklyati pany
Iz nas shkuru pozdyraly
Ta poshyly zupany.
Dumy moyi, dumy moyi
Chom dub ne zelenyi
Vechir nadvori
Hude viter velmy v poli
Ne shchebechy, soloveiko
Povii, vitre, na Vkrayinu
Oi ty, divchyno, z horiha zernya
Chom, zemle moya
Chornyavaya Ivanka
Chorniyi brovy, kariyi ochi
Misyac na nebi
Dyvljus ya na nebo
Tam, de Yatran kruto v’yetsya [1]
Chornomorec
Yihav kozak za Dunai
Horila lypka
Stoyit hora vysokaya
Zashumily lisy
Nich yaka misyachna
Bida polku spokusyla [1]
Tam, pid Lvivskym zamkom [1]
Yak ishov ya z Debrechyna