Oy za mlynom, za mlynom
Kukurudza z bur’yanom.
Tam divchyna Varvara
Kukurudzu sapala.

Oy sapala, sapala,
Yiy sya sapa vlomyla.
Pryishly yiyi svataty,
Vona stala plakaty.

Oy starosty, starosty,
Ne mayete mylosty.
Ne mayete mylosty,
Ne dayete vyrosty.