Koly tebe bilshe niz treba
I navit' niz mozna
To ce cilyi svit u tobi
And nothing but music

Ty shyrshyi za vlasni plechi
Ty neruchomyi
Bo strimkishyi za vlasni ruchy
And nothing but music

Ne kazy nikoly
"Nichoho, krim muzyky"
Ce poshlo
Bo yak "nichto, krim tebe"
Yakshcho vypyty
Pobachysh chitko
Shcho tak i ye
And nothing but music

Hey, tam!
Chto tverezym sluchaye dzaz?
Byi zbochencya!
And nothing but music

I tak povelosya
Smak zyttya
Zyve lyshe na suchych z pochmillya hubach
And nothing but music

Yakshcho ty ne pyv, a sluchav
Yakshcho ty zakusyuvav sviy konyak
Mylozvuchnistyu
Vse bude harazd
And nothing but music

Vranci ne biysya
I hordo pryamuy do dzerkala
Tam bude ne monstr
Chervono-synoho koloru
Zazyrnesh – a na tebe dyvyt'sya
Luyi Armstrong
Tom Ueyts
A v profil
Trochy zmachuye na Betchovena
And nothing but music

Vse prosto
Yak do-mazor
Vony vsi buly takymy z
Osoblyvo zranku
Osoblyvo pislya bezsonnoyi nochi
Osoblyvo pislya mnohotrudnoyi nochi
And all that jazz –
Pereproshuyu –
And nothing but music