Vin viryt' u te, shcho pradavni ariyci –
Ce predky indusiv ta ukrayinciv.
Prokydayet'sya rano, pirnaye u vannu,
A razom iz vannoyu pirnaye v nirvanu.
Ne vyb’yesh yoho z normalnoho stanu,
Nikoly yomu ne buvaye pohano.
Nichto ne dratuye, ne turbuye nichoho,
Bo ye v noho yoha, bo yoha ye v noho...
Vin p’ye bahato indiys'koho chayu,
Lyudey rozumiye, lyudey vybachaye...
Vin bachyt' odrazu z, pry pershiy nahodi,
Ne te, shcho zovni, a te, shcho na spodi...

Pryspiv:
Chay kedy kytays'ki, chay dzynsy turec'ki,
Chay za dusheyu nema ni hrosha...
Zodnomu z nas ne zrobyt'sya keps'ko,
Bo v koznoho z nas indiys'ka dusha...

Vona vse zyttya chekala na pryncya –
Ne na indusa, a na ukrayincya.
Shcho os' pryletyt' vin – harnyi, smilyvyi!
Pid nym bilyi kin – haryachyi, hraylyvyi...
Ta shchastya malo inakshu propysku,
Obrancem yiyi stav "Tancyuryst Dysko".
Na kozniy stini vdoma ta na roboti
Chekaye na neyi Mitchun Chakroborti.
A yiy tak chotilosya trishechky kazky...
A yiy tak chotilosya trishechky lasky...
"Donyu moya, u chomu rich –
De ty hulyala cilu nich?"

Pryspiv

Vony yakos' zustrilys' na kinoseansi
I dosi znachodyat'sya v pevnomu transi.
Vony vdvoch nenache polynuly v nebo...

Indiya, Indiya, daleka i blyz'ka,
Niby y chuza, a taka ukrayins'ka!
Kazut', shcho des' tam ye pustelya Tar...
Tak, kazut', shcho des' tam ye pustelya Tar!
Tak kazut', shcho des' tam ye pustelya Tar?
Tak, kazut', shcho des' tam ye pustelya Tar!

Pryspiv