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Nai cilyi svit propade ya pozyty hochu sam.
Kruhom odni var’yaty – ya var’yatom chut ne stav!
Ya mayu dosyt vashyh zlyh i nenormalnyh sliv.
Ya hochu buty korablom na svomu mori sniv

Zeleni ljudy hodyat sami na sebe zli.
Zeleni torby nosyat, a vony taki tyazki.
Ya hochu v svoye more, ya hochu buty sam.
Ti svoyi tyhi sny ya nikomu ne viddam.

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Daleko v lisi hodyat malenki muravli.
Pro shos svoye hovoryat. Vsi svoyi i vsi chuzi.
A v mene v mori ryby hodyat tyho tak, yak ya.
Ya hochu svoye more – to moya nima sim’ya!

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Nai cilyi svit propade ya pozyty hochu sam.
Kruhom odni var’yaty – ya var’yatom chut ne stav!
Ya mayu dosyt vashyh zlyh i nenormalnyh sliv.
Ya hochu buty korablom na svomu mori sniv...