Oy, zyatyu miy, zyatyu choroshyi,
Zakopala pid vyshneyu hroshi,
A yak budesh dochku lyubyty,
Budesh moyi hroshi lichyty.
A yak budu dochku viddavaty,
Budu svoyi hroshi rachuvaty,
A yak budu syna zenyty,
Budu svoyi hroshi dilyty.
A ya svoho zyatya zduryla,
Bo ya tiyi hroshi propyla.
Oy, zyatyu miy, zyatyu choroshyi,
Lyuby moyu dochku bez hroshey.