Splyat' malenki zovtenyata,
Splyat' divchatka i chlop’yata,
V temryavi dytyachyi spyt' sadok,
I prychodyt' v sny korotki,
Kolorovi i solodki
Lahidnyi usmichnenyi didok.
Vin u zmorshkach shchulyt' ochi,
I boridkoyu loskoche:
– Spy, moye vkolysane dytya!
Nizno dychaye u vucha,
I dytya shchaslyvo slucha
Ridnoho, kochanoho vozdya.

Ty koznu nich, prychod' do kas, Illich,
Do nashoyi kazkovoyi krayiny! Pohomony –
I chay rozevi darunkom tvoyim budut'
Dlya dytyny!..
Dlya koznoyi radyans'koyi dytyny...

U holivku lysuvatu, u boridku ruduvatu
Radisno vdyvlyayet'sya chlopcha
I z’yavlyayet'sya spokusa
Vdyachno smyknuty za vusa
Myloho tatusya Illicha.
Chto na sviti naymudrishyi!
Ty, yedynyi, nayridnishyi! –
Strymaty y u sni ne mozna sliz...
Slovo tvoye mudre snyt'sya:
– Vchyt'sya, vchyt'sya, y shche raz vchyt'sya! –
Shchob pobuduvat' socializm!

Splyat' malyata-doshkolyata...
Zavtra v nych Zovtneve svyato –
Den, koly skinchylas' temna nich.
A tomu – nechay yim snyt'sya,
I nikoly ne skinchyt'sya
Kazochka, shcho vyhadav Illich.
Splyat' donky i splyat' synochky...
Tepli, radisni strumochky
Vybihly z-pid koznoho dytya...
Dity vyrostut' velyki,
A strumky zillyut'sya v riky,
I potechut' u svitle maybuttya...