Nashi

My dity krayiny z chervonymy zirkamy
Velykymy brovamy i stabilnynmy rublyamy
My dity revoljuciyi – krov z molokom
I vsya nasha istoriya – to radio "Shanson"
My dity krayiny, yakoyi vze nemaye
I do syh pir nas chasom she sovkamy nazyvayut
Ale my – ukrayinci, normalni, zdorovi
Napyshem svoyim dityam pravylnu istoriyu

Pryspiv:
Nashi hlopaky davno ne ljublyat salo
Nashi hlopaky ne nosyat sharovary
Nashi divchata vmiyut nas ljubyty
Bo nashi – naikrashchi, choho nam she hotity? (ves kuplet – 2)

My hodym po vulycyah z svoyimy ryukzachkamy
My dobre rozbyrayemos – de livo, a de pravo
Stydaitesya panove Ukrayina – to ne v Afryci
I my davno ne chumaky i vy davno ne mavpy
My hulyayem vecherom z divchatamy
Bo my yih ljubym i v nas divchat bahato
I dity budut v nas normalni i zdorovi
Bo my yim napyshem pravylnu istoriyu

Pryspiv