Ostriv skarbiv

Pam’yatayu, prochytav
Ostriv skarbiv ya kolys
Vsim vidomyi napysav
Robert Lyuyis Stivenson
Vin, miz namy vam skazu,
Vartyi tilky zalosti
Vse zabulosya, odne
Lysh zapam’yatalosya

Pryspiv:
io-ho-ho, io-ho-ho
Ta shche i plyashka romu
Bo ne vmiye z nas nihto
Zyty po-druhomu
io-ho-ho, io-ho-ho
Ta shche i plyashka viski
Bo ne hoche z nas nihto
Zyty po-anhliisky

Ya hocha ne flibustyer
Podruzyvsya z romamy
I Monten, i Robesp’yer
Prykladalys zdorovo
My litayemo usi
I u sni, i nayavu
I na zakydy usi
Tak vidpovidayemo

Pryspiv