Zroby meni lasku – rozkazy kazku.
Chocha by raz pro romans, ta meni.
U z/d-kasah kvytkiv ye masa,
A yak nema – syadem zaicyamy u taki dni.
U taki dni,
Koly hory svityat bilym snihom,
Koly komety syplyatsya doshchem.
Tebe zustriv taku shchaslyvu,
Vidchuv u serci dyvnyi shchem,
Tebe zustriv taku krasyvu,
Vidchuv u serci dyvnyi shchem.
Dali lyzi na plechi, ryukzak – tez, do rechi.
"Arivederchi" – mistu, "dobryi vechir" – zymi.
I vsi ci rechi, kolys nebezpechni
(Shvydkist, do rechi, moroz) teper vse ce – my.
My – to hory, shcho svityat bilym snihom,
My – komety, shcho syplyatsya doshchem.
Tebe zustriv taku krasyvu,
Vidchuv u serci dyvnyi shchem,
I ya hochu shche
Tebe zustrity taku shchaslyvu,
I ya hochu shche
Vidchuty v serci dyvnyi shchem.
A hory svityat bilym snihom...