Shcho bulo

Shcho bulo, to vze proishlo,
Ale ya to ne zabudu,
Shcho bulo, to vze nema
I nikoly vze ne bude,
A shcho ye zavzdy myna
I nichym to ne vtrymayesh,
Pislya oseni zyma pryhodyt,
Ty, napevno, znayesh.

Pislya oseni zyma
I znovu vsi dereva bili
Pislya oseni zyma
I ljudy, nache ochmanili
Pospishayut na robotu
I nikomu to ne treba,
Shcho uze pryishla zyma,
A vzymku duze malo neba.

Chtos vitayetsya do mene
Ya ne hochu toho chuty
Vse, choho ya zaraz htila b
Toho vze ne moze buty
Zamerzayut moyi slozy,
Ale to moya problema
Shcho uze pryishla zyma,
To ne dlya tebe i ne dlya mene.

Pryspiv:
Shcho bulo, to proishlo (to proishlo),
To ne bude nikoly.
Shcho bulo, to proishlo (to proishlo),
To ne vernetsya znovu.
Shcho bulo, to proishlo (to proishlo),
To ne bude nikoly
Shcho bulo, to proishlo...

Shcho bulo, to vze proishlo
I vsi ptahy moyi daleko,
Ya tak htila buty z nymy,
Ale to meni ne lehko.
Znovu htos mene hukaye,
Ya ne hochu toho chuty,
Vse, choho ya zaraz htila b,
To vze ne moze buty.

Shcho bulo, to vze proishlo
I ne povernetsya nikoly,
Ya sydzu na samoti
I na snihu maljuyu kola.
Vysyhayut moyi slozy,
Bo meni to vze ne treba,
Vze nihto tobi ne skaze,
Shcho bez tebe malo neba.

Pryspiv (2)

Shcho bulo, to vze proishlo...