Lito proyshlo, misyac' serpen pomer
Lystya osinnye opalo z derev
Tycho, lystya opalo z derev
Osin pryishla i prynesla doshchi
Mokryi asfalt i porozn u dushi
Tycho, osin prynesla doshchi

Pryspiv:
Na nich zavzdy zakryvayut'sya shtory
I sny kolorovi prysnyat'sya tobi
Lito proyde, osin pide dodomu
Lystya zalyshe tobi

Shchos' buduvav, a potim zlamav
Padaty snih vse odno perestav
Tycho, padaty snih perestav
Shcho bulo kolys' zabulos' davno
Viter vidkryye poroznye vikno
Tycho, viter vidkryye vikno

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