I.
Chuttyevych not charivnyi splav;
Emociy sumish, pochuttiv...
I like you, Jazz! You are my love:
Yaskravyi shal i tysha sniv.

Pryspiv:
Cya muzyka – to spravzniy kayf:
U rytmach dzazu ves' miy chas.
Lyublyu zyttya! I love my life!
Starenkyi, dobryi, vichnyi dzaz.

II.
Nayvyshchoho gatunku brend,
Dobirnych zeren aromat...
Dlya kavy dzaz naykrashchyi friend,
Dlya mene – nache ridnyi brat.

Pryspiv

III.
Zi zvukiv dzazu p’yu kokteyl,
Nym napyvayusya ne raz...
I’m very lucky every day.
Ya do nestyamy lyublyu dzaz!

Pryspiv