Bil chytaye moyi pochuttya,
Zmist zyttya y kradene sumlinnya,
Vy vvazayete, shcho maybuttya
Spotvoryuye moye bozevillya.
Inlakesh, moyi ozbroyenni
Ta durni samozakochanni heroyi,
Vse odno moye zyttya – pisni,
A ne vy y ne vashi slova raptovi!

Os' take-take chovaye strach
V kraplynach doshchu,
Doshchu zabutych mriy,
Ne chvylyuysya ty v moyich dumkach,
Nache svit, ty tilky zrozumiy!
Inlakesh, moyi znesylenni
Ta schvylovani, moyi durni-durni heroyi,
Ne dlya mene obiymy sliv tisni,
Ne dlya nas ci viyny raptovi!