Plachesh v pleche meni – distaly lyudy
Breshut', zdayut', chytryat' – take yak vsyudy
Ce vidnimy, vykyn, zitry
Plachesh v pleche meni – shcho dali bude
Hirshe nema kudy – shchos' tysne v hrudy
Sluchay mene, shcho ya skazu tobi

Pryspiv:
Sonce syaye shche i nam zyvet'sya
Dobryi druh tobi shche posmichnet'sya
Doshch vpade, nechay, nevze ne v c'omu kayf?
Nevze ne v c'omu kayf?
Vyidy v nich i hlyan na nebo v zoryach,
Hlyboko vdychny, zatrymay podych,
Mriyi vsi zhaday, nevze ne v c'omu kayf?
Nevze ne v c'omu kayf?

Znovu tvoye nyttya – dostatno, druze,
Ne rozumiyu ya chto z nas tut pluzyt'
Chitko slidy, moyi chody
Svoyim nyttyam sobi kopayesh hlybshe
Vidchay – durnyi mahnit, vidkyn poshvydshe
Peremykny svoyi dumky navpaky

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Skazy davay!

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