Strashni slova, koly vony movchat',
Koly vony znenac'ka prychayilys',
Koly ne znayesh z choho yich pochat',
Bo vsi slova buly uze chyyimys'.

Pryspiv:
Strashni chuzi slova,
Koly vony movchat'.
Strashni chuzi slova,
Koly vony movchat'.

Chtos' nymy plakav, muchyvsya, lyubyv,
I z nych pochav i nymy z i zakinchyv,
Lyudey milyardy i milyardy sliv,
A ty yich mayesh vymovyty vpershe.

Use proyshlo y krasa, y potvornist',
Use bulo – asfalty y sporyshi.
Lyubov – ce zavzdy nepovtornist',
Yakyis' bezsmertnyi dotyk do dushi.

Pryspiv