Oy shchob zhe ya znala, koly budu vmyraty

Svarytsevychi (Rivnens'ka oblast)


Lyrics

Oy shchob zhe ya znala, koly budu vmyraty,
Poslala b myloho yavora rubaty.

Da zrubav yavorynu, zrobyv domovynu,
Stoyit' taya truna dvadtsyat' lit chotyry.

Oy a na dvadtsyat' p’yatyy stala rozmovlyaty:
– Oy doky zh ya budu porozhnyaya stoyaty.

Da poklala b ya bat'ka – ne bude zh poradku,
Poklala b ya zh matir – velykyy zhal' bude.

Da poklala b ya brata – v brata nova khata,
V brata nova khata – velykaya trata.

Da poklala b ya sestru – v sestry mali dity,
V sestry mali dity – nikomu hlyadity.

– Da lyahay, myla, sama, yakos' vono bude,
Maluyu dytynu vyhoduyut' lyudy.

Da maluyu zh dytynu vyhoduyut' lyudy,
A mny, molodomu, druha myla bude.

Oy ya mny zh, molodomu, druha myla bude,
Malomu zh synochku matinky ne bude.



Location

Birthplace of the Performers





Information

Genre:

Ballads




Participants

Collectors:

Alla Kovalʹchuk
Both Miklos
Myroslava Vertiuk
Yuriy Kovalʹchuk


Descriptors:

Myroslava Vertiuk


Date of collecting:

2018-05-29