Bryhadyra

Synye nebo, bili hmary,
sonce svityt vysoko nad namy.
My hulyayem po bulvaram,
po pyvnycyam ta po bramam, o-o-o...

Mov lysychka v temnim lisi,
ya poljuyu na karnyzy,
syadu v lift i pidnimus,
na karnizi opynyus, o-o-o...

Ya kovboi, iz Arizony,
vysoty ya ne boyusya,
strybnu v syni hvyli neba,
nad vsima ya posmiyusya, ha-ha-ha...

Zovte nebo, chorni hmary,
sonce svityt yak lihtaryk,
shchos nevdala cya kartyna,
holova bez bryhadyra, o-o-o...