Владимир Высоцкий - Эх раз, да еще раз...
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To sleep to me - yellow lights,
And I wheeze in a dream I:
"Take a time, take time -
Morning is wiser! "
But in the morning everything is wrong
There is no that fun:
Or smoke on an empty stomach
Or you drink from a hangover.

In taverns - a green barn,
White napkins, -
Paradise for beggars and jesters,
Well, like a bird in a cage.
In the church - stench and twilight,
The clerks smoke incense ...
No, and everything is wrong in the church
Everything is not as it should!

I am to the mountain in a hurry
So that something does not work out -
And on the mountain there is alder,
And under the city - cherry.
If only a slope is ivy -
I would have a joy,
I would have something else ...
Everything is not as it should!

I am along the field along the river:
Sveta - Darkness, no God!
And in a clean field - cornflowers,
Long road.
Along the road is a dense forest
With women-yaga,
And at the end of the road -
Black with axes.

Somewhere the horses are dancing to the beat,
Reluctantly and smoothly.
Everything is wrong along the road
And at the end - even more so.
And neither the Church nor the tavern -
Nothing sacred!
No guys, everything is wrong!
Everything is wrong, guys ...