Plyamy sami na sobi

Vze ne pyshut: "Dali bude",
I nihto ne skaze: "My idemo vpered" –
My zupynylys
My donyshchyly svit,
I pryroda mstyt,
Mstyt, bo my – potvory
Z anhelskym oblychchyam.

My – nihto, porivnyano z derevamy,
My – nihto, porivnyano z travamy,
Bo my ye plyamy na sonci,
Bo my – plyamy sami na sobi.
Nikoly ne stanemo soncyamy,
Nihto ne poklyche nas do neba,
Bo my ioho znyshchyly,
Bo my – plyamy sami na sobi.

Pryspiv:
Zhnoyily rai,
Podarovanyi nam
Odnym-Yedynym

Do dyyavolskyh dush
Anhelskyh oblych
Vin, Odyn-Yedynyi,
Povernuv spynoyu.
Povernuvsya i dyvytsya v inshyi bik,
Zovsim ne obrazenyi
Nashymy hrihamy.