Komu shcho

Komus treba, shchob v kysheni
Bula pachka cyharok
Chtos vmyraye, zaroblyaye
Na Havayi kvytok

Chtos ne yist, ne spyt, a mriye
Pro pryvatnyi litak,
A komus nehaino treba
Tryufeliv vidchuty smak

Pryspiv:
A meni, a meni
I bez toho nepohano,
Bo ya mayu, bo ya mayu
Virnyh druziv i kohanu
Bo u mene, bo u mene
Krashcha v sviti krayina,
Ya zyvu, ya zyvu,
Bo zyttya mayu yedyne

Komus treba roz’yizdzaty
Na sportyvnomu Porshe,
Komus – yisty rehulyarno
V restorani "Marshe"

Komus treba maty desyat
Molodyh sekretarok
Try vodiya, bodihardiv,
Deputatskyi kvytok

Pryspiv

Snytsya Bushu kozen den
Demokratiya u sviti:
Usya nafta v SShA,
Vsi Bin Ladeny ubyti

Mriye Putin, shcho Rosiya –
Monarhichna znov derzava,
I zibralys vsi narody,
Shchob caryu spivaty "Slava!"

Pryspiv