Oy chmaryt'sya, tumanyt'sya,
Dribni doshchi ydut'.
Tam molodi zovnyaryky
Med-horilku p’yut'.

P’yut' horilku, shche y nalyvku,
Yidyat' pampushky,
Ta shche y sobi spohlyadayut'
Na chuzi zinky.

Chuza zinka, yak yahidka,
Yak vyshnevyi cvit,
A ty z meni, shabelyno,
Zav’yazala svit.

Viz'mu ya z tebe, shabelyno,
Ta y za hostryi kray,
Pushchu ya z tebe, shabelyno,
V hlybokyi Dunay.

Plavay, plavay, shabelyno,
Vchysya plavaty,
A ya pidu, molod zovnyar,
Zinku shukaty.

A yak ya sobi, shabelyno,
Zinochku znaydu,
Todi ya tebe, shabelyno,
Do boku prypnu.

– A yak tuyu shabelynu ya znaydu,
Todi ya za toboyu znovu-znovu pidu...