Milion, milion kubometriv snihu.
Nam prodaly hmaru dobri susidy.
Milion, milion kubometriv snihu.
Zliplju sobi babu, ljubyty budu.
Nas pryznaly – smiyus i plachu,
Korovayi z neba upaly.
Ya kytaiskym lihtarykom svichu,
Yak hrebu sekondhenda zavaly.
Indiiske mylo, holandsku hychku,
Koreiskyi poyizd, shcho nich chekaly,
Kocherhu Bohu, chortovy svichku –
Z myru po nytci dobra nabraly.
Pryspiv: (2)
Milion, milion kubometriv snihu.
Nam prodaly hmaru dobri susidy.
Milion, milion kubometriv snihu.
Zliplju sobi babu i budu ljubyty.
Yak z Londonu nashi vertaly,
Pryvezly v chumaidanah tumany.
Z Kyshenevu sonce v bokali,
A z Moskvy lodyanyk lodyanyi.
Durnoho do holovy ne beru,
P’yu horivky ne bilshe za liter,
Dozydayu, yak termometer vpade,
Shchob podeshevshe kupyty viter.
Pryspiv (2)
Navesni za borhy spytaly,
Carivna snizna roztanula v pari.
Zabraly horu, shcho v mori stoyala,
A potim more, shchob bulo do pary.
Pryspiv (4)