U staryi shynok pid zovtym lichtarem
Ya zablukav, shchob vypyty vyna.
Tam syvyi kum Orfey ta chlopchyk Kupidon
Z Danayeyu hulyayut' v din i don!

Tam charivna Marlen z Nikolo-skrypalom
Shchop’yatnyci tancuyuyut' kotilyon...
A ya sydzu y dyvlyusya charivnyi dyvnyi son,
I ya kazu: – Ishche vyna, garson!

Pryspiv:
Din-dili-dili-don-dili-dili-dili-don-don!
Dili-dili-dili-don-dili-don!
Din-dili-dili-don-dili-dili-dili-don-don!
Dili-dili-dili-don-dili-don!

Za stinamy shynka blukaye nich hlucha,
Pid lichtaryamy brodyat' zebraky.
Perishchyt' siryi doshch y po brukivci stika,
Ale ya mayu pid kamzolom zmenku chasnyka.

Stara madam Tyusso vdyvlyayet'sya v vikno,
I palyt' papirosy v mundshtuku.
Na dizkach p’yanyi pan i kozlonohyi favn
Hulyayut' v bridz na pyvo i tyutyun.

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