Текст песни Василь Стус - Як добре те, що смерті не боюсь я

Yak good ones scho smertі I'm not afraid
i do not cherish , chi heavy 're Mine Chrest .
Scho you gods , not a clone nizko
in peredchuttі nedovіdomih verstv .
Scho alive - i -loving nabravsya not bad,
nenavistі , proklonu , kayattya .
You're Mine people , to you I shte true,
i Wrap up in smertі Zhittya
svoїm strazhdennim i kindly oblichchyam ,
yak blues , Tobi pre-earthly worship
i honestly you look at chesnі tvoї vіchі ,
i Chesney slozami obіllyus .
So you want to pozhiti godinku Hoch ,
if my rozіv'єtsya bіda .
Hai will come in Lesya Ukrainka gostі ,
Franco, Shevchenko i pan .
That Vzhe ! Movchi ! Zablukany in puschі ,
not remstvuy , poziray in Glebe ,
from there , scho rozpuknetsya in the future
i ruzheyu zakvіtne colo xib .