Dirka v nebi

Po nebu, po hmaram hlopchyna hulyaye,
sumuye i smiyetsya, i ptashok hanya.
Bez tata, bez mamy, vin sam tam blukaye,
i zvidky i kudy ide hlopchyna ne zna.

Po nebu blukaye v nebi dirku shukaye,
z hrozoyu banyachyt, iz vitrom spivaye, spivaye.

Hulyav vin po nebu, i yanhola strinuv,
spytav v noho, hto ty? A yanhol skazav.
Ya poslanyi v pomich tobi Hospodynom,
Hospod hoche znaty de v nebi dira.

Po nebu blukaly...

Chodyly, blukaly, divchynu vpiimaly,
vona zablukala sama v nebesah.
Litak yiyi batka rozbyvs v Himalayah,
z komandy lyshylas v zyvyh lysh vona.

Po nebu blukaly...

Dirku shukaly, des tysyachu rokiv,
i zreshtoyu zmuchylys, spaty lyahly.
Yunak i divchyna u hmarah kohalys,
a yanhol tyhenko v kutochku hropiv.

I hrozy hrymily, i viter spivav yim,
i vsi heneraly yim saljutuvaly,
Hospod i arhanhely, dyyavol z chortamy,
na varti yih spokoyu razom stoyaly, stoyaly.