Pryhaday toy chas, de my z toboyu
Rozlyvaly v nebi kolory –
Ce bulo ulyublenoyu hroyu,
Rushyty u firmovyi polit.

Pryspiv:
Come on! Come on! Come on!
I poletimo znovu
V te misce, shcho nas tyahne tak.
Come on! Come on! Come on!
Bo ya vze hotovyi
I miy strimkyi, shvydkyi, yak blyskavka, litak.

Rozkazu tobi yaskravi mriyi,
Pokazu tobi yaskravyi svit.
Keps'ko na dushi, ale ya viryu,
Shcho my zrobym firmovyi polit.

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