O, Mariye

O, Mariye, yaki v tebe ochi,
Yakyi v tebe stan strunkyi.
Ty pryhodysh do mene shchonochi,
U yunackyi mii son hystkyi.
Tvoyu yunist, ljubov hlopchachu,
Moyu radist, tryvohu i bil.
O, Mariye, ya chasom plachu –
Shcho i dosi viryu tobi.

Ty z meni ne lyshyla i slova,
I nadiyu, i krapli pidstav,
Ah, navishcho tyh sliv polova?
Koly sam ya slovamy vze stav.
I hoch tak bilya tebe blyzko
Svoye serce navik zahublju.
O, Mariye, ya, mov hlopchysko,
Shche i dosi tebe ljublju. (ves kuplet – 4)

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