Syai!

Pryspiv:
Syai na moyemu shlyahu,
Syai na moyemu,
Syai na moyemu shlyahu,
Syai na moyemu,
Bo bez tebe ya ne bachu, kudy ity,
Syai!
Bo meni potribna tilky ty! (ves kuplet – 2)

Ya ne navazus daruvaty tobi pisni,
Bo ne isnuye movy, u yakii dlya coho stalo by sliv i
Kriz snih, ya shchaslyvyi,
Na tvoye svitlo bihty zbyvayuchys z nih, shchosyly

I zalyshy, meni svoyi slidy,
Blahayu, ne idy
Koly tebe nemaye svit navkolo blidyi i
Ty yedyna nadiya, nikoho bilshe,
Bo tysyachi zirok poryad z toboyu nishcho

I ya hotovyi rozvodyty hmary rukamy,
Bo bez tvoho svitla ya padayu vnyz, nache kamin,
Tomu zachekai mene, ne vidlitai,
Syai na moyemu, syai na moyemu, syai!

Pryspiv

Budu Fandorinym, ty budesh moyeyu O-Yumi
Persha, yedyna i ostannya, vsi inshi nu-li,
Nemaye bilshoyi kary, niz sum yiyi,
Ty moya Kleopatra, vsi inshi mumiyi...

Dlya tebe holovna rol moho teatra,
Zarady tebe v bii – usi dyviziyi, usi eskadry!
Rym i Madryd,
London i Paryz –
Use do tvoyih nih, poky ty spysh...

Tvoyi pechali vytru vitrom, ce shche ne tytry
Z toboyu – tonny shchastya, bez tebe – sliz litry...
Vsi litery, i vsi slova dlya tebe – znai!
Syai na moyemu shlyahu, syai! (Syai!)

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