Взяв би я бандуру, та й заграв, що знав.
Через ту бандуру бандуристом став.
А все через очi, коли б я їх мав,
За тi карi очi душу би вiддав.
Марусино серце, пожалiй мене.
Вiзьми моє серце, дай менi твоє.
Де Крим за горами, де сонечко сяє,
Там твоя голубка з жалю умирає.
Взяв би я бандуру, та й заграв, що знав.
Через ту бандуру бандуристом став.
I would take a bandura and play what I knew.
Through that bandura he became a bandura player.
And all through the eyes, if I had them,
I would give my soul for those brown eyes.
Marusya's heart, have mercy on me.
Take my heart, give me yours.
Where is Crimea beyond the mountains, where the sun shines,
There your dove dies of pity.
I would take a bandura and play what I knew.
Through that bandura he became a bandura player.
