Лоза - В память о Высоцком
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Pour one more,
After all, he did not come out, he was gone completely ...
Let's drink to it
He was good.

And where is now to find the words,
To be just as good?
Is the age of forty-two?
I could live so live ..

And with an effort to believe,
What is not dopel he did not finish,
A month scheritsya from the sky,
Like the day before yesterday.

And howl at the sky would be desirable,
And all around so quiet ..
As his patronymic?
So I do not know ..

But probably because,
That he saw the life of another.
Sometimes a chore to him
On the same land with you,

Where no church, no pub,
Nothing is sacred ..
Where the little things are not so,
It's not so guys ..

And, in fact, it is so tough,
And rape our ears.
And for that he loved us,
Everyone who is deaf and it? ..

Hoof horses beat the ground,
Everything smelled of incense,
And the songs? Song after dopoyut,
Their long will we have to ..

Oh time, yes again
Yes, many, many, many, many, many times ..
Yes, once again,
Their long will we have to

Oh time, yes again
Yes, many, many, many, many, many times ..
Yes, once again,
Their long will we have to ..