Текст песни В.С.Высоцкий - Разбойничья Песня

As in a vague parish
Lita, evil province
Fallen Mugent
All spikes yes thorns.

He burned offense,
scratched
Full handfuls,
Well, the grief that looked, -
There is no harder.

Pei poison at least stuck -
Good money do not take.
How the rope is neither
Anyway, you will consize in the whip!

Challenges
By peace with Kotomko,
Life flows between fingers
Thinking thin.

And which led
ledmed
On a dashing road -
Those winds bacon
Straight to the ostrich.

Here for mercy do not hope -
Sti up your teeth yes tolerate!
How the rope is neither
Anyway, we will advise in the whip!

Ah, likhaya side,
How many digs in you -
Frontal place you are red
Yes, the rope is a slide!

And hanized the devil-Satan himself
Gold heels licks.
Eh, annoyance, mother is honest! -
Neither live nor survive!

You are not howl, do not cry, but laugh -
There is no tears now.
How the rope is neither
Anyway to see!

At night, the Duma is a vigor.
Carpenters do not break -
Do not have time to Sautren:
Painfully hung early.

You do not regret it,
do not be sorry -
What do you delay?!
On the rope of yours
There is no node!

Better Laga yeah heated -
I, they say, execution will not sleep ...
How the rope is neither
And you will comply in the loop!