Ya ne znayu, shcho bulo spochatku
Ale znayu yakyi nas chekaye kinec'
My zalyshym lysh tini na prostyradli
Zi spletenych palciv i chornych-chornych serdec'
I potim nichto nas uze ne zhadaye
My sterly vsi litery v knyzi zyttya
Ty chuyesh, ty znayesh yak popil litaye
Ne bude teper nam z toboyu nazad vorottya