Menestreli

Chas spishyt, chas zene v kolisnycyah vohnyu,
Ya v vyri vohnennomu tomu horyu,
Zmahayus iz chasom, – postiina duel,
Nathnenyi nayivnyi takyi menestrel.

Menestreli, menestreli, kruzyt chasu karusel,
Mandruvaly menestreli, daruvaly vam pisen.
My spivci dvoriv i vulyc, prymadonny holyh ploshch,
Pered namy nebo hnulos, nam pidspivuvav sam doshch.

Menestreli, menestreli, yarmarkova karusel,
Pryvezly sumni i veseli povni koshyky pisen,
Blaznyuvaly i zartuvaly, tancyuvaly, az hulo,
Sonce v huby ciluvaly, ciluvaly, az peklo.

Menestreli, menestreli, kolorova karusel,
Shlyah i pole nam oseli, nasha dolya – karusel.
Nasha dolya – bezdorizzya, u kyshenyah vitru dzvin,
A v dushi svyate i hrishne v zuravlynnyi sklalos klyn.

Spynit, zupynit kolisnyci vohnyu,
Ya v vyri vohnennoho chasu zhoryu,
Spivayu, palayu, ostannya duel,
Ya chas ne zdolayu, ya lysh menestrel.