Po televizoru nam nehry RAPetuyut,
Shcho Mazafaka – pravylnyi pacan.
Fakir i mazoh, bachyv na viku vin
I Krym, i Rym, i Novyi Orlean.
U noho tachka dovsha za Lonh Ailend,
I shyrsha za ioho rozkishnyi zad.
U noho rep huchnyi yak Niahara,
A klovyh tolok v noho cilyi sklad.
Zyvy, Mazafaka, prekrasnyi i sylnyi!
Pid Soncem Florydy ty shchastya znaishov!
Miz mazamy bilyi, miz fakamy vilnyi
Rozcviv ty yak roza, tvii shou mast hov!
Po televizoru shche duzche repetuyut
Vze Mazafaka bilyi, nache snih
Debilni teksty, rytm pryfankuyut
Chard-kor zib’ye koho zavhodno z nih.
I Mazafaka – shoumen, nivroku
Vin zavede pid pyvom stadion!
Vin hoche tachku, tolok, villu,
I hroshei dlya pochatku, tak, milion...
Zyvy, Mazafaka, prekrasnyi i sylnyi!
Pid Soncem Vkrayiny ty shchastya znaishov!
Miz bilymy chornyi, miz fakamy vilnyi
Rozcviv ty yak roza, tvii shou mast hov!