Koly pryhodyt nich
Dumky rizut po venah
Lukavyi vtykaye holky obraz
Rozcharovani vyhodyat z domu
Vony ne znayut kudy yim ity
Drama zyttya v koznoho svoya
Malo hto zmih v zaleznist
Ne popasty
Krashche viddam vse
V ruky Bohu
Ne maye ne vydno, tyh shcho bez nadiyi
V samotnih raionah palayut yihni tila
Ne maye ne vydno, tyh shcho bez nadiyi
V samotnih raionah palayut yihni tila
I po vitru zyttya puskayut
B’yut po sensu, zyttya spukayut
B’yut po venah, zyttya spuskayut
B’yut po sensu, zyttya spuskayut
I nastane ranok, yakyi, nikoly, ne zakinchytsya
Yakshcho ty duze hochesh, to ty ioho pobachysh
Yakshcho ty duze hochesh, ty ioho pochuyesh
Yakshcho ty duze hochesh, to ty ioho pobachysh
Yakshcho ty duze hochesh, ty ioho pochuyesh