Чи я в лузі не калина була,
Чи я в лузі не червона була?
Взяли ж мене поламали
І в пучечки пов’язали —
Така доля моя!
Гірка доля моя!
Така доля моя!
Гірка доля моя!
Чи я в полі не травиця була,
Чи я в полі не зелена росла?
Взяли ж мене покосили
І на сіно посушили —
Така доля моя!
Гірка доля моя!
Така доля моя!
Гірка доля моя!
Чи я в полі не пшениця була,
Чи я в полі не зерниста була?
Взяли ж мене та й пожали
І в снопики пов’язали —
Така доля моя!
Гірка доля моя!
Така доля моя!
Гірка доля моя!
Чи я в батька не дитина була,
Чи я в батька не кохана була?
Взяли ж мене заміж дали
І світ мені зав’язали —
Така доля моя!
Гірка доля моя!
Така доля моя!
Гірка доля моя!
Чи не було річеньки утопитися,
Чи не було кращого полюбитися?
Були річки — повсихали,
Були кращі — повмирали —
Така доля моя!
Гірка доля моя!
Така доля моя!
Гірка доля моя!
Did I not have a valley in the meadow,
Am I not red in the meadow?
They took me and broke down
And the knives were tied up -
That's my share!
Bitter my luck!
That's my share!
Bitter my luck!
Did I not have a grass in the field?
Did I grow green in the field?
They took me, they mumbled me
And the hay was dried up -
That's my share!
Bitter my luck!
That's my share!
Bitter my luck!
Whether I was in the field was not wheat,
Am I in the field not grainy?
They took me and repented
And in the snippets tied up -
That's my share!
Bitter my luck!
That's my share!
Bitter my luck!
Was not my father a child?
Was not my father my favorite?
They took me and got married
And the world imposed on me -
That's my share!
Bitter my luck!
That's my share!
Bitter my luck!
Was it not for the rivers to drown?
Was not it better to fall in love?
There were rivers - they were dry,
Were the best - died -
That's my share!
Bitter my luck!
That's my share!
Bitter my luck!