Come away with me, Ludmille
From this scary Chernobyl.
Radiating clouds will fly;
Ought tell the public, by and by.

Please don't stay 'til ill you feel
Or your head begins to reel.
You may grow a scar you won't like to see
If you tarry at Chernobyl.

I will pray for you, Ludmille
That your wounds will fully heal.
To your aid will swiftly fly
Best Western doctors rubles buy.

From that day you're free, Ludmille,
Better make your home mobile;
'though you go as far as you like, you'll see
Dust that's carried from Chernobyl.

Some must stay through this ordeal
They can't from the world conceal.
'though the wells they're pumping dry,
They might not save the water supply.

When the molten fuels congeal,
Then forever they shall seal
Ground Zero as far as new dike-levee;
They must bury Chernobyl.