Oy zacvila kalynochka, krutoye derevce.
Koly budesh hovoryty, divchynochko serce?
A shchoby ty, moya myla, tohdy hovoryla,
Yak vyroste sered sela vysoka mohyla.
– Ta shchoby ty, miy mylenkyi, tohdy veselenkyi,
Yak vyroste v chornych horach yavir zelenenkyi.