Shepotila kazku nam v dytynstvi maty,
Yak sadyv dubochka batko bilya haty,
Yak vona plekala teployu slozoyu,
I yak ris dubochok z koznoyu vesnoyu.
Yak, bulo, zahalas maty sered nochi,
Yak vona do ranku ne zmykala ochi.
Syade krai vikoncya, vyhlyada ta sluha,
Bo, zdayetsya, batko v shybochku postuka.
Tam, des za Sybirom, kazut, shodyt sonce,
Lystyachko iz duba stukaye v vikonce,
A za soncem viter nese hmaru siru,
Odyn tilky batko ne verta z Sybiru.
Oi, dube, mii dube, dube mii, dubochku,
Odyahnu na tebe batkovu sorochku,
Tu, shcho vyshyvala moya ridna maty,
Tu, shcho ne pryishlosya batkovi vdyahaty.
Chai syaine do mamy u pryhasli ochi
Lystyachko iz duba kriz zymovi nochi,
Toz pryimy vid mene vyshytu sorochku,
Nahadai nam batka, dube mii, dubochku.
Oi, dube, mii dube, dube mii, dubochku,
Odyahnu na tebe batkovu sorochku,
Tu, shcho vyshyvala moya ridna maty,
Tu, shcho ne pryishlosya batkovi vdyahaty.
Tu, shcho vyshyvala moya ridna maty,
Tu, shcho ne pryishlosya batkovi vdyahaty...