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Kozna zinka zvychaino b hotila,
Shchoby yii prysvyatyly virshi,
Shchob ne tilky my prahnuly tila,
A torkalysya takoz dushi.
I na zustrich my zinci idemo,
Ne pomitysh, yak ty vze i poet.
I dlya koznoyi ye v nas poema,
I dlya koznoyi ye v nas sonet.
I yak hochesh vid zinky kohannya,
Rymui i shukai porivnyannya.
Ya ljublju tebe yak
Synye nebo litak,
Abo, yak synye more, moryak.
Chy, yak viter vitryak,
Chy, yak hroshi bidnyak,
Chy, yak ty perlamutrovyi lak.
Bo ty v mene taka,
Yak pir’yinka lehka
I pahucha, yak hrono buzka.
Yak travynka tonka,
Yak trostynka hnuchka,
I taka ty u mene i syaka.
Bo kohaty bazayemo vsi my,
Bo yii Bohu, Yih varto kohat,
I shchoranku shukayemo rymy,
Shchoby vnochi yih z chyms porivnyat.
I u rozpachi morshchymo loba,
Bo ne v koznoho Pushkina hyst.
Ta dlya zinky vazlyvisha sproba,
A vze potim – chy ye u nii zmist.
I nehai vona bula nevdala,
Holovne, shchob yii bulo ne malo.
Ya ljublju tebe yak
Ukrayinec hopak,
I yak pole zelene buryak.
Yak horilku kozak,
Chy, yak m’yaso hyzak,
Chy, yak vishalku ljubyt pidzak.
Bo ty v mene taka,
Yak hantelka tyazka,
Ty, yak bulochka z maslom m’yaka.
Ty, yak povna rika,
Yak tramplin dlya strybka,
I taka ty u mene i syaka.
Dvadcyat rokiv yak my odruzylys,
Vze i ne virysh, shcho buv molodym.
Tilky v spohadah des zalyshylys
Porivnyannya i shylnist do rym.
Vse vyruye i krutytsya kolom,
Ta lysh spokoyu hoche dusha.
Zamist tila – rybalka z futbolom,
A vse reshta davno vze – lapsha.
Ta kohannya rokiv ne boyitsya,
Ya – tvii kozlyk, a ty – moya kycya.
Ya ljublju tebe yak
Molotka ljubyt cvyah,
Yak varenyka ljubyt drushlyak.
Yak kastrulku banyak,
Yak robotu loshak
Yak trubu avtohennyi rizak.
Bo ty v mene taka,
Yak centner moloka,
Ty nadiina i vohnetryvka.
A rozumna yaka,
Niby vpala z dubka,
I taka ty u mene i syaka.
Kozna zinka zvychaino b hotila,
Shchoby yii prysvyatyly virsha,
Shchob ne tilky my prahnuly tila,
A kohala i nasha dusha.
Ce pytannya meni nebaiduze,
A tomu, poky zinka zyva,
Moloda, abo navit ne duze,
Podaruyu yii nizni slova.
