Oy mylyi miy, mylyi,
Shcho budem robyty,
Shcho ne choche nash baran
Dodomu chodyty?

Abo ho zarizmo,
Abo ho prodaymo,
A bo tiyi shynkarochci
Za horilku daymo.

A taya shynkarka
Velyka krutkarka,
Shtyry roky baranovi –
Vona kaze yarka.

Pishla na oboru,
Stala ho doyity,
Biysya Boha, choloviche,
Osyrochu dity.