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A nationwide project, based on recording a video clip to the song "Clack, clack.", which talks about longing, conscience and responsibility for the memory of our origin. Please follow the link to find details: https://zrzutka.pl/en/uhrxcs

Pryspivky

Artist: Tartak

Lyrics author: Music author:

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Chochesh, ya stanu tvoyim narkotykom?
Budesh mene u sebe vvodyty!
Chochesh, ya stanu puchnastym kotykom?
Ty mene hlad', a ya budu shkodyty!
Chochesh, stanu tvoyeyu pisneyu?
Tilky spivay razom iz podruzkamy!
Chochesh, stanu popsoyu rosiys'koyu?
Sluchay mene – i slozy v podushku!..
Chto z ce tam tak spivaye?
Z dumky mene zbyvaye!..

Brala lon, brala lon, brala matirku,
Ne vdalasya ya u bat'ka – tilky v matinku.
Brala lon, brala lon, brala konopelky,
Yakby taka do roboty, yak na vytrebenky.
Oy hop ta pomalu ta napryala shtany z valu,
Ta napryala, ta nadila – kazut' lyudy, shcho do dila.

Chochesh, ya stanu tvoyeyu dumkoyu?
Dumay mene, yakshcho dumaty vmiyesh!
Chochesh, stanu zuvalnoyu humkoyu –
Zuy, skilky chochesh, – ne potovstiyesh!
Chochesh, stanu tvoyeyu mashynoyu?
Budesh mene zapravlyaty y zavodyty!
Chochesh, stanu mylnoyu pinoyu?
Pachnuty budu i v ochi zachodyty!..
Ale vono vse spivaye!
Spasu vid noho nemaye!..

Ya na bochci sydzu, bochka kotyt'sya,
Nichto zamiz ne bere, zamiz chochet'sya.
Kury moyi, kury, ryabenki i buri,
Yakby meni cholovika moyeyi natury.
Shchob horilku ne pyv, tabaku ne nyuchav,
Chuzych zinok ne lyubyv, odnu mene sluchav.

Chochesh, ya stanu tvoyim lodyanykom?
Kremovym tortom, vivsyanym pechyvom?
Svizym bublykom, cherstvym pryanykom?
Plyackom, yakomu brakuye dechoho?...
Mih by ya staty francuz'koyu bulkoyu!
Mih by ya staty pampushkoyu pyshnoyu!
Stav by batonchykom, stav by pihulkoyu,
Stav by tvoyeyu mashynkoyu vtishnoyu...
Tilky z oti spivaky
Meni zabyvayut' baky!..

Popid mostom ryba z chvostom – nikomu lovyty,
A lyashchivs'kych parubkiv nikomu lyubyty.
Popid mostom – ryba z chvostom, a izverchu – rybaky,
Na slobodi – harni chlopci, a na hori – duraky.
Oy lyn ta karas' ta u mori trepetavs',
Ya z chornyavym nochuvala, a bilyavyi dobyvavs'.
Oy day, Boze, choho chochet'sya,
Nechay moya holivonka ne klopochet'sya.




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