Текст песни Oy, ne hodu Grucy - Ой, не ходи, Грицю мінус

Oh do not go, Hryts, and on evenings,
For evenings for girls sorceress!
Kotraya girl has black eyebrows,
That melting girl knows all magic.

On Sunday morning zillyachko dug,
And on Monday perepoloskala.
But come Tuesday - zillyachko cooked,
But early Wednesday Hryts poisoned.

How come Thursday - and have died Grits
And come Friday - buried Hryts.
And early on Saturday have lamented:
"Oh daughter, my daughter what you have done?"

"Oh mamuntsyu, Mom, Grits compassion knows
It humbled me, he loves to a friend!
Let it not be neither she nor I,
But even he is left in the gray earth! "

"This is you, Hryts, so I did,
Sin has soul, you poisoned!
This is you, Hryts by findeth wages -
Of the four boards dubovaya house! "