Ya chuyu dzvin, to,
Mabut', truby, het'
Tikay, bo vluchu z-pid rebra.
Treba shchob, shchob, shchob do
Vucha syaly bili zuby,
Mayze 32.
Dovoli, day-no cvyach, yoho zihnu,
To bude te, ne zovsim ya.
Otoz stiy, stiy, stiy, komanda strunko bude,
Bo, bo ya – zmiya.
Zadnye oko blyma.
Na voli biha lyutyi zvir.
Chas lovyty porosya,
Chas zakinchuvaty dzaz.
Chas pomityty kistyak,
Toy shcho kentavr oblyshyv u travi-i, i-i.