Volodya Liliputin

Ce pravo Hulivera – rostyty liliputa,
Prote nihto ne znaye, hto vyznachaye zrist,
Zav’yazuyuchy nervy, poslabljuyuchy puta,
Volodya Liliputin u Peterburzi ris.

Takyi zvychainyi hlopchyk, pronyrlyvyi horobchyk,
Rosty iomu davaly, zalkuyuchy sebe,
I tinnyu Hulivera, yakyi protopche,
Yak ne dorohu v peklo to stezku v FSB.

Zdavalosya b, hodi i odnoho Volodi,
Ta u Rosiyi zvychka – stupaty na hrabli.
Yak z biloyi haryachky znov pisnyu horovodyat:
Volodyu Liliputina dovichno u cari!

V Berlini hostyuvaly, i pyly i nalyvaly,
U nimciv Liliputina pryimaly nedarma,
Yak vypyly po dvisti, shvydenko pryhadaly:
Stoyav kolys Volodya, stoyav bilya kerma.

Ce pravo Huliveriv – rostyty liliputiv,
Ale dribnenki ljudy pryrecheni na zlist,
Kolys cei Liliputin zav’yaze nervy kruto
I navit ne pomityat, yak Hulivera z’yist.