Chomu, skazy, v ochach ni slozy?
Chomu zavzdy chekayemo na dyvo?
Koly dyva, my stvoryuyem sami
V pidmisyachnomu sviti vse mozlyvo

Navishcho cey bil, navishcho viyna
Koly navkruhy neshchasni sercya?
Navishcho vohon, yakshcho vin nas vze ne zihriye?
Navishcho cey smich, yak navkolo brechnya?
Nevze my usi zabuly slova
Lyubovi, turboty, pikluvannya i nadiyi?

Chomu, skazy, doloni suchi,
Koly ty nymy ochi vytyrayesh?
Chomu pisni, shcho lynut' zvidusil
Zvuchat' falshyvo i ne nadychayut'?

Dlya koho cey bil, dlya koho viyna
Koly navkruhy neshchasni sercya?
Dlya koho vohon, yakshcho vin nas vze ne zihriye?
Dlya koho cey smich, yak navkolo brechnya?
Nevze my usi zabuly slova
Lyubovi, turboty, pikluvannya i nadiyi?

Chomu, skazy, vidvodysh pohlyad,
Ochi zakryvayesh?
Nevze ne varto, shchob svit stav takym,
Yakym yoho ty v mriyach uyavlyayesh?