Дарина Хуртовина — Вареник

My kum is golden, so restless, He only comes to me — he's hungry every day. Sometimes he chops wood for me, sometimes he brings water, But for this work he only asks for varenyky.

Don't come, don't come, don't come to me, Oh, I won't give, I won't give you a varenyk. Don't grab, don't grab me by the skirt, Oh, I won't give you my strawberry.

He asks slyly — I refused to give him borscht, Though he keeps asking for a varenyk so I'd give him one. But I'd gladly give him both lard and ham, I want to cheer up my clumsy kum.

Don't come, don't come, don't come to me, Oh, I won't give, I won't give you a varenyk. Don't grab, don't grab me by the skirt, Oh, I won't give you my strawberry.