Владимир Высоцкий - Дай ещё раз
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I sleep yellow lights and hoarse in a dream I:
"Having time, having time, Morning wiser" -
But in the morning, everything is wrong, there is no fun:
OP, or smoke on an empty stomach or drink with a hangover

Yes, uh-oh, once, yes again
Yes, there are many, many, many, many times
Yes, again, many more many times

In Kabaki green slop - white napkins
Paradise for beggars and jesters, me like a bird in a cage
In the Church of Smyrad and the twilight, the devils smoke incense
No, and everything is not so in the church, everything is not like

Yes, uh-oh, once, yes again
Yes, there are many, many, many, many times
Yes again everything is not like

I'm on the mountain of yourself, so that
And on the mountain is Olha, and under the mountain cherry
At least a slope to settle ivy, I b it is ...
Eh, if anything else, everything is not like necessary

Uh-oh, once, what are you, yes again
What are you, and many more, many, many, many times
Yes, again, everything is not like

I then on the field along the river, shift, no god
And in the pure field of cornflowers and distant road
Along the road forest thick with babes Yagami
And at the end of the road of that fee with axes

Somewhere horses dance in tact, reluctantly and smoothly
Along the road everything is wrong, but at the end
And not a church, and not a zabak - nothing is holy
No guys, everything is wrong, everything is wrong, guys

Uh-oh, once, yes again
Yes, there are many, many, many, many times
Yes, again, everything is wrong, guys.