Chervone misto, i my niby navmysno palym benzyn v zatorach.
Choroshi visti – snih na vulyci, i zvisno my zavtra v hory!
Taka zyma – to ye, to nema, my v zymy zaruchnyky, my pinhviny.
Vse niby dobre, ot tilky svizi filmy...

Povna churma! Yakas' churma! (2)

Chervona lampa – ce moye avto vymahaye novoyi nafty.
Ya prominyayu palto na puchovyi skafandr, budu kosmonavtom.
Taka zyma – to ye, to nema, i u mene znovu promokly nohy.
To ne bida, i tilky ci dorohy...

Pryspiv:
A chtos' shukaye kazkove kochannya.
Komus' z vitryny viddaly ostannye.
Komus' nastavyly rozkishni rohy.
Chtos' na koni, i tilky dorohy...

Povna churma! Yakas' churma! (2)

A u kino kazut' namy davno keruyut' prybulci z neba.
A smiyusya, nevze? Z takym rezyume? Ta komu my treba!
Dyvna zyma – to ye, to nema, i movchat' synoptyky zahadkovo.
Ta ne bida, ot tilky ci dorohy...

Pryspiv

Povna churma! Yakas' churma! (2)