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My kryvoho tancyu idemo,
My v nim kincya ne znaidemo.
Ani kincya, ani ladu,
Ne vpiznaty, kotra zzadu.
Yakby hlopcya zachepyty,
Shchob pishov mi molotyty.
– Idy, hlopche, molotyty,
Dam horilky-okovyty.
A vze tiyi povmyraly,
Shcho na panshchynu nas hnaly.
A vze tiyi pasut kozy,
Shcho nosyly na nas lozy.
A shum hodyt po dibrovi,
A shumyha rybu lovyt.
Shcho zlovyla, to propyla,
Sukni doni ne kupyla.
Oi shum, donyu, do suboty,
Kuplju tobi ya choboty.
I choboty, i zapasku,
Lyuby mene, koly laska.
