Владимир Высоцкий - Она на двор - он со двора
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She is to the yard - he is from the yard:
They have such love,
And he works in the morning
It always works in the morning.

Nobody knew her to know her
And he considered it a miss.
And he rushed and suffered
The idea of ​​obsessive:

Her father is a colonel,
And he has a firefighter.
He, in general, was not even even,
But he behaved as a dealer.

The novel happened just like that
The novel began so strangely:
He offered her a quarter -
Let's artist ...

And black smoke all walked and walked,
And black smoke rose up,
And so it was good for them
He swore to love her for a century!

And the maples of the long grew -
Were considered bells,
And people walked, and people walked,
The ways went roundabouts.

What strange things
We have been sculpting in Russia!
And how did she give him,
They will tell you - do not believe ...

And after the dark case,
And after the case of a large
I was looking for secluded places,
I was looking for comfortable places.

And if our power was
For us for all understandable,
Then she would find happiness
And now - the damned life! ..