Znayesh, virnyi druze miy,
Yak zinci cholodno samiy,
Koly zyma i tut tebe nema?..
Yak prychodyt' dovha nich
Z tvoyeyi voli, yasna rich,
I z neyu tilky tysha lysh sama.
Ta niyaka syla
Teplych sniv ne vidbere,
Choch boyit'sya myla,
Shcho toy son pomre.

Pryspiv:
Teplyi son, nadiyi son,
Vin zaminyuye realnist'.
Teplyi son, nadiyi son –
Moya druha specialnist'.

Znayesh, virnyi druze miy,
Yak zinci cholodno samiy?..
Zihriye zinku vohnyshche – sim’ya,
Ty odyn sobi nabryd,
Choch ty ne plyv, a yshov u brid,
Ya sam takyi, a ty takyi, yak ya.
Ta niyaka syla
Teplych sniv ne vidbere,
Choch boyit'sya myla,
Shcho toy son pomre.

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