Oy u chistom poli sukhyy dub rozvivsya

Chervona Volya (Zhytomyrs'ka oblast)


Lyrics

Oy u chistom poli sukhyy dub rozvivsya,
Mala maty syna, poky ne zhenyvsya.

A yak ozhenyvsya, uzyav sobi zhinku,
Ta y stav zabuvaty ridnuyu matinku.

– Oy ty, synu, synu, synu miy ridnen'kiy,
Skazhy mini pravdu, khto zh tobi virnen'kiy.

– Virna meni zhinka, bo moya druzhyna,
Virna meni teshcha, bo zhinku vrodyla.

A ty zh, moya maty, musysh vybachaty,
Yak ya skazhu slovo, to vikhod' iz khaty.

– Oy pidu do dochky, vona hore znaye,
Vona potsiluye i vse rozpytaye.

Oy u chistom polye maty zhyto zhala,
Yikhav syn na koni – maty ne vpiznala.

– Oy ty, maty, maty, choho horda stala,
Yak ya skazav "zdrastvuy", to ty ne 'dkazala.

– Oy toho zh ya, synku, taka horda stala,
Za dribnymi sl'ozami tebe ne vpiznala.

Oy ne khochu, dity, ya vashoyi platy,
Til'ky pam`yatayte, shcho ya vasha maty.



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Participants

Collectors:

Both Miklos
Myroslava Vertiuk


Descriptors:

Igor Perevertniuk


Date of collecting:

2018-05-26