Artist: Trysta8isim
Lyrics author: Павло Генов | Music author: Триста8ісім |
Mayu harnu divchynu, lyublyu yi duze sylno,
Ta os' problema, bratyku, ne mayu na vesillya.
Kazut' treba hroshi maty, shchoby maty paru,
Beru susida v kompanyony – yidu na madyary!
A lito nablyzayet'sya i skoro stane teplo,
Meni by pidkachatysya, i staty faynym menom.
Ta ob’yava na zabori vhryzayet'sya u ochi,
"Srochno, pryamo v Chechiyu, nabyrayut'sya robochi!" Chey!
Pryspiv:
Zarobitchano, chey, zarobitchano, chey,
Meni i tak nepohano! (Zarobitchano!)
Zarobitchano, chey, zarobitchano, chey,
Meni i tak nepohano!
A vsi u misti nakupyly zonam modni tachky,
A u mene na kysheni lyshylos' pivzanachky.
Do shenhenu ne puskayut' – mayu deportaciyu,
A meni by chuchnuty v Izrayil, a tam – day-dari-dari-dari-da!
Na Slovaky ya z dytynstva ne yizdzu prosto tak,
V mene za spynoyu ye malesenkyi ryukzak.
Meni by tyshkom nyshkom z nym prokrastys' na toy bik,
Shchob potim vidryvatys' vdoma cilyi rik! Chey!
Pryspiv
Zarobitchano!
Meni i tak nepohano! (Raptareyrareyrarey!)
Zarobitchano!
Meni i tak nepohano!
Pryspiv