Nakyn na plechi plashch,
Nadvori doshch ide,
Proshchayuchys' ne plach
Nikoly i nide.

Zamoleno hrichy,
Zamovleno taksi,
Rozchodyat'sya shlyachy,
Proshchaysya, yak usi.

Bolyt' – perebolyt',
Pora ity – idy,
Proshchaysya ne na myt',
Proshchaysya nazavzdy.

Yduchy dverey ne much,
Stupyvshy na porih,
Schovay podali klyuch,
Shchob vin znaytys' ne mih.

V syryi pisok zaryi
I ne shkoduy za nym –
Vse odno zamok staryi
Zaminyt'sya novym.

Irza toy klyuch znayde,
Ne kays' i ne karays'.
Idy, yak doshch ide,
Yak doshch, ne ozyrays'.