Bljuz dlya vsih

Shche ne vmerlo te, shcho vzahali-to malo b,
Bude shche ostannii hrih.
Plach, Ukrayino, vse tak nevdalo,
Radiohvyli b’yutsya z-pid nih.

I ty spokiino zasynayesh,
Yak o dvanadcyatii vnochi lunaye
Dlya svoyih i dlya chuzyh
Dlya nas,
Dlya nyh –
Bljuz dlya vsih.

Koly chervone te, shcho tochytsya z-pid shkiry,
idy shukai novyh dorih.
Shcho z toho, shcho Hospod u tebe tez ne viryt,
Shcho z toho, shcho ce dyvnyi zbih.

Choch vsi davno po vuha syti,
Opivnochi shchoraz zvuchyt po sviti
Dlya svoyih i dlya chuzyh
Dlya nas,
Dlya nyh...