Ty idesh po nahritiy
Pusteli,
Za spynoyu – soncya
Chervonyi dysk,
Za toboyu, po karavanniy
Stezi
Na verblyudach poklaza,
A v rukach – karabin...

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Beduyin – dykyi voyin
Allacha,
Beduyin, a v rukach
Karabin
Beduyin – dykyi voyin
Pusteli,
Beduyin!

Po sliach dykych leviv
Sachary,
Des' nad Nilom
Piramidy Kayira...
Des' za Nilom zemlya
Proroka
A ty vichnyi pusteli
Syn

Pryspiv

Za barchanamy tez
Odynoka kobra...
Tez polyuye movchky, bez
Sliv...
I ty bachysh smishku
Allacha...
Berezuchu svoyich syniv

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