Oi u poli kernychenka,
Kolo neyi travychenka.
Tam my zyto zaly
Ta i zzarannya dozaly.
Hei, dozaly my zzarannya,
Zarize nam pan barana.
Ta i barana rohatoho,
Bo my v pana bahatoho.
Ta i z kuryatamy kvochku
Ta i horivochky bochku.
A z toho zartu,
Koby hot kvartu.
Nash pan molodenkyi,
Na nim surdut zelenenkyi,
Shcho posyahne do kysheni,
Vyime hroshei povni zmeni.
Nasha pani pyshna
V cherevychkah vyishla,
Kljuchykamy podzvonyla,
Shcho sy v poli obrobyla.