Stop! Vichni znaky "stop",
Ya nenache stovp,
Zavmer i ruch miy zmovk...
Ya kazu ni,
Ya kazu ni,
Ya kazu ni!..
Svit, lovyt' kozen den,
U marevi pisen
Chovayu ya sebe...
Lyudy slipi,
Dayte meni
Svobody kovtok...

Mriy! U vas nemaye mriy,
Svitla i nadiy,
Kredyty bez dovir...
Ya kazu ni,
Ya kazu ni,
Ya kazu ni!..
Son, vyrvanyi z dolon,
Kynutyi v vohon,
Spalenyi do tla...
Lyudy slipi,
Dayte sobi
Trochy tepla!..

My zovsim zahubylysya u sviti hroshey,
Lycemirstva, bayduzosti, uvahy lyudey,
Perevahy statusu v suspilstvi nache kult,
Ya by vymknuv cyu realnist', tilky de miy pult?...
Kozen maryt' svoyim stylem, super-eho i kray,
Supermenom choche buty, choch shukaye "vay-fay",
Choch i lovyt' sebe chasto na benteznych dumkach,
Shcho u ciy shaleniy honci yde po bytych shlyachach.
A ya ne chochu buty pershym, radshe buty des' tam,
De pochuvayu ya sebe na svomu misci i vam
Poradzu zavzdy zalyshatysya soboyu i todi
Vy zrozumiyete chomu ya siriy masi kazu "Ni"!..