Vidchuvayesh strach, rachuyesh kilkist' krokiv
Vidchuvayesh mic' os' cych shalenych zvukiv
Chvylyu pochuttiv perechopylo podych
Yichnich koloriv ta vze davno ne novych

Pryspiv:
Zabyi na vse i bude vse inakshe
Ne bude hirshe i ne fakt shcho krashche
Zabyi na tych, chto krade v tebe mriyi
Lyshayuchy tebe ostannoyi nadiyi

Navkruhy brechnya zachoplyuye nashi dumky
Nemov smittya, nazad nemaye vorottya
Zabuty, ale ty, ale ty

Pryspiv