Vesnuvala, vesnuvala, kuzhel' prala.
A vesnyanky ne spevala.
Bo vesnyanka, bo vesnyanka derkovata,
Pushla zamuzh za soldata.
Kynu kuzhyl', kynu kuzhyl' na polytsu,
Sama poydu na vulytsyu.
Nekhay myshi, nekhay myshi kuzhyl' trublyat',
Nekhay mene khloptsy lyublyat'.
Za horoyu zaychyky trublyat',
Chohos' mene khloptsi ne lyublyat'.
Oy skyn'tesya, khloptsi, po hroshu,
Da y kupite lyentu khoroshu.
To ya budu lyentu nosyty,
Budut' mene khloptsi lyubyty.
U subotu lyentu kupyly,
A v nedilyu mordu pobyly.
Both Miklos
Nahorniuk Oleksiy
Natalka Khomenko
2018-06-06