Yak pryikhav mii mylenkyi z polia,
Ta y pryviazav konia ta y do zabora.
Ta y pryviazav konia do zabora,
Ta y sam zaplakav, krai konyka stoia.
– Neshchaslyva nam, koniu, doroha,
Ta y prosvatana divchynonka moia.
Khoch by shvydshe vechora dizhdaty,
Ta y poshliu liudei divchynu svataty.
Poshliu liudei divchynu svataty,
A sam stanu pid viknom slukhaty.
A divchyna po svitlontsi khode,
Ta y bili ruchky do serdenka lozhe:
– Oi ty, maty, poradnytsia v khati,
Ta y porad meni, shcho liudiam kazaty.
Oi chy meni rushnychky davaty,
Tai chy meni inshoho chekaty.
Both Miklos
Illya Fetysov
Susanna Karpenko
Illya Fetysov
2016-05-20