Try dorohy y kamin v poli
Roziyshlysya, chto kudy.
Try sestry zrostaly v dvori –
Try divochiyi kosy.

Persha – to krasa divocha,
Druha – radist', dobrota,
Tretya – niznist' to zinocha,
Tepla osin zolota.

Zaletiv u dvir toy sokil,
Sestry kosy rozplely,
Na dushi u nych nespokiy:
Vin odyn, a yich az try.

Sokil pokruzlyav nad dvorom,
Pokruzlyav, ta y poletiv.
Poky sestry sperechalys',
Vin usich yich polyshyv.

Ta y zostalys' pry dorozi
Try divochiyi krasy.
Syadut' z dit'my na porozi,
Tycho plachut' v try slozy.