Ya zalyshayus blyzkym do asfaltu.
Bo lysh v dorozi ya bachu sebe.
Mchu vdalynu svoyu mriyu spiimaty:
Mriyi moyi – ce chastyna mene.
Pryspiv:
Ne rozumiyu ya tyh, hto ne hoche
V rakursah inshyh sebe vidnaity.
U ramkah kimnatnyh lysh chastochka voli,
Kraineba – vyshen purpurovi sady.
Ya by zalyshyv pivsvitu pozadu,
Mchav upered i ne dumav kudy.
Nezvidani dali mene nadyhayut,
A viter dorohy nese vsi dumky.
Ya zalyshayus blyzkym do asfaltu,
Bo znovu doroha vze klyche kudys.
Yakshcho zyvesh ty u ramkah kimnatnyh,
To hoch u dumkah polyshy yih na myt.