Artist: Propala hramota
Lyrics author: Павло Нечитайло | Music author: Пропала грамота |
Pryspiv:
Hey-hoy! Hey-hoy! Na sanach po chmarach
Ulya-lya, hey, iz toboyu na dvoye
Shche y svyacheni korali,
I, dyyavol mors'kyi, plid z pryboyu!
U nas v upryazi svyacheni tvaryny,
Cherez Atlantyky sribnyi mist,
Tam, pid vodoyu, halushky z misyacya
Dyad'ko Vasyl yiv v Velykyi pist! (2)
Ce velyke vesillya, mozok zakryv ya,
I z dumkoyu syvoyu hen na zemli
Mama z ikonoyu tam pid bramoyu,
Plachu, blahayu: Blahoslovy! (2)
Pryspiv
A za vesilnym stolom molodyci
Chustky vyshyvayut' podychom vitru,
Rydayut' shchaslyvym berezovym sokom,
Maty nam na snidanok nese! (2)
Snidanok chudovyi yiz, neborako,
Na pershe – radist', u hlechyku – smich,
V velykomu horshchyku vze eyforiya,
Vselens'ka lyubov, chay znykaye hrich! (2)
Pryspiv (2)
Potim pochalysya z derevamy tanci,
Arkan z nosorohom v sribniy rosi,
I na smarahdovim konyku bilim
Skakaly v stonadcyat' v ohni svity.
Pryspiv