Текст песни Леона Вишневська - Валізами не відправляють сум

Nayvazhche govorito todі,
Yea if spravdі scho skazati.
Words,
nache yakіr, padayut the bottom dushі,
pillows
poodintsі sluhnyano sіdayut for grata.
Іronіya dolі ence th Ganebnyi.
Spodіvayus hour provchiv you well.
Bachish,
on the ocean is the sky peretinі
our drenched with You Sonts Beirut?
About all naydorozhche - movchi.
Vpustish word s Wust - take away.

B my foot did not step on
sovіst tsogo zabut Lord port.
Do people here bіlshe solі,
nіzh Mauger vmіstiti ocean itself.
Bachish,
yak sink nenarodzhenі insertions,
reshtki nevdalih abortіv,
yak court
od spogadіv marina
i yak viginaєtsya dugoyu її zanedbany camp?

Tse all shte not zagoїlos, end of all shte pulsuє th bolit
so scho not sleep torkayuchis lіzhka spin.
Іnodі love - end of trikutnik,
in yakomu The Best Booty samotnіm,
Bo one hto samotnіy, nіkoli not bude off.