Ya chotiv by shchob dumky klalysya na lyst rikoyu
Ti dumky, shcho po zytti zavzdy ydut' poryad zi mnoyu
Ne dayut' vnochi zasnuty v poshukach zyttya kincya
Koznu nich prychodyat' v mozok i palyat' yoho do tla

Bachu ya oblychchya poruch, v nych shche ye dusha zyva
Ta dumky yim lizut' v mozok, temnu vichnist' vidkryva
Ya b chotiv yich vzyaty v ruky, kynuty v peklo na dno
Chay lyucyfera zzyrayut', chay zerut' yoho layno

Bachu nebo nad soboyu, sonce, chmary, misyac' ye
Ta pokryte vse imloyu, niby shchos' miz namy ye
Znovu tysnut' kaydanamy, lancyuhamy drut' mene
Shcho ce stalosya zi mnoyu, shcho ce tak mene tovche

Pryspiv:
Dumky rvut' mene na shmatky, palyat' miy mozok do tla
Teper dumkamy ya pustyi, zalyshyv svoye tilo ya

Vse zakryyu ochi, tilo svoye, dam vohnyu
Dumku kynu ya shchuram, dushu v skrynyu ya zamknu
Vidletivshy v synye nebo, obiynyavshy chmar imlu
Kryknuvshy pishlo vse nachyr, ya do Boha vidiydu

Pryspiv

Moze tam znaydu ya spokiy, vid svoyich dumok vtechu
I vidkryvshy ochi, ya po chmarach v ray idu
Ta dumky i tam yak holky v chornim mozku, ya krychu
Prokydayus', bachu nebo, slava Bohu ya zyvu

Pryspiv