Napylysya suchym vynom,
I bezlimitnyi ranok pochynaye za viknom
Tvoye, moye nove zyttya
I pochuttya...
Vsi pochuttya dosyahly poznachky zero,
A zoloto vidkrylo istynne nutro
I pochalo vono znyshchuvaty vidnosyny lyudey.
Vsi povychodyly z roley.

Pryspiv:
Hospody,
Na shcho tobi
Tak bahato zertv?..
Ya viryu, shcho znaydesh yim misce bilya kryl svoyich.
Yakshcho ty
Ne vb’yesh v meni
Vsyu bil, shcho ye teper
Klyanus', shcho vychid yiy znayde vendetta u rukach moyich!

I naplyuvaly na zakon.
U vs'oho svoya pravda ye, ye takoz sviy kordon.
Son maye skinchytys' kolys'
Bolyt'...
To pid rebrom, to v holovi, a to dusha.
I ni hrosha, i ni noza vse pospishaye.
Ya boyus'...
Ne povernus'...

Pryspiv.

Vendetta, Vendetta
Vendetta

Vendetta, Vendetta
Vendetta