My z toboyu schovalys', mov zlodiyi,
Os' dvi doli sydyat' vich-na-vich.
Dva zitchannya, odna melodiya,
Partyturu napyshe nich.
Cya kvartyra u druha naymana,
Ty tak dovho vahalas' ity.
Cya kvartyra – zemlya nezaymana,
Yak yiyi osyahty, pereyty?

Yanholy cholostyac'koyi spalenky
Sponukayut' do prostoty,
Choch s'ohodni mosty vsi spaleni,
Boyimos' pereyty na "ty".
Chorna kishka bidy naklyche,
Nas oslipyt' udvoch nahota.
Os' dvi doli – oblychchya v oblychchya,
Dva zitchannya – vusta v vusta.