Yakby v lisi hryby ne rodyly,
Yakby divky hulyat ne hodyly?
A ya chornyava, harna, kucheryava
Hryby ne zbyrala, z kozakom hulyala.
Yakby v poli ne cvila kalyna,
Yakby v batka ne rosla divchyna?
A ya chornyava, harna, kucheryava
Rosla-vyrostala, parubkam morhala.
Yakby divky vechoramy shyly
Na vulycyu hulyat ne hodyly?
A ya chornyava, harna, kucheryava
Shyla, vyshyvala, hlopciv charuvala.
Z toho chasu ne mayu pokoyu,
Bo za mnoyu – hlopci cheredoyu!
A ya chornyava, harna, kucheryava
Robotyashcha, brava, hlopcyam otvichala:
Oi vy, hlopci, ne robit moroky –
Ye u mene hlopec synookyi.
A ya chornyava, harna, kucheryava,
ioho ciluvala, rushnykom v’yazala.
Yakby v lisi hryby ne rodyly,
Yakby divky hulyat ne hodyly?
A ya chornyava, harna, kucheryava
Hryby ne zbyrala, z kozakom hulyala.