Zayshlo sontse za vikontse, za sad-vynohrad,
Tsiluytesya-myluytesya, a khto komu rad.
A divchyna kozakovi raden'ka bula,
Vzyala yoho za ruchen'ku – ta y v sad povela.
Postelyla postil' bilu, spaty vlozhyla,
Sama sila kray posteli, zazhurylasya.
– Ne zhurysya, divchynon'ko, ty budesh moya,
Yest' u mene bat'ko y maty, shche y brat i sestra.
Yest' u mene bat'ko y maty, shche y brat i sestra,
Yest' u mene kin' voronyy, shche y zbruya nova.
Yest' u mene kin' voronyy, shche y zbruya nova,
Yest' u mene bochka pyva, shche y bochka vyna.
Both Miklos
Myroslava Vertiuk
Natalya Oliynyk
Igor Perevertniuk
2018-09-26