Divchyna z kafeshky

U ofisi pererva, ty holodnyi, yak pes,
V ochah morhaye napys: "Ya pohavav by des"
I raptom zapah cheburekiv po-shpionsky lize v nis,
I ty po holovah ljudei na zapah cei bizysh.
Vlitayesh u kafe, hotovyi z’yisty slona
I tut pered toboyu, yak kytaiska stina,
Stoyit oficiantka – shostyi rozmir dushi,
I duze elehantno poyidaye lavashi.

Pryspiv:
I niby daleka, i niby blyzka
Divchyna z kafeshky na metro Lybidska.
I niby solodka, i niby hirka
Divchyna z kafeshky na metro Lybidska.
I niby vysoka, i niby nyzka
Divchyna z kafeshky na metro Lybidska.
I niby hlyboka, i niby milka
Divchyna z kafeshky na metro Lybidska.

Ty zahlyadayesh yii u ochi, prosysh: "Daite menyu"
I holosno kovtayesh bilya damy sljunu,
I vona hraciozno vytyraye ruky ob halat,
I proponuye dlya rozmynky pyvo i salat.
Vona chut vyshcha i ty dyvyshsya yii prosto v dekolte,
A dialoh v takyh umovah dilo neproste,
I ty vidtyahuyesh vse tilo i na palci vstayesh,
Lamayesh lohiku, todi pytayesh: "De ty zyvesh?"

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