Текст песни В.Высоцкий - Бермудский треугольник

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Expensive gear, on Saturday, almost crying
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The whole "Kanatchikov dacha" to the TV was torn
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Instead of eating, washing, pricking and forgetting
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All the crazy hospital gathered at the screen

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Spoke, breaking the hands of the eloquent and balamut
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About the powerlessness of science before the secret of Bermuda
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All brains broke into pieces, all brains braided
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And Kanatchikov authorities prick us a second injection

Dear editor, maybe better about the reactor?
About favorite moon tractor? After all, it is impossible the same year
All the plates scare, they say, mean fly,
Now you have dogs barking, then you say ruins

We are what we have learned, we hit the plates all year
We ate them a dog, if the cook does not lie to us
And we pile medications in the toilet, who is not a fool
This is life! And suddenly Bermuda, these are the times! It is impossible so!

We did not make a scandal, we lacked the leader
There are few real violent ones, so there are no leaders!
But on the intrigues and nonsense of the network we have and nonsense
And they will not spoil us the evil machinations of enemies

This is their skinny devils Bermudian water in the pond
It all came up with Churchill in the 18th year
We are about explosions, about fires have composed a TASS note,
But the orderlies rushed in and fixed us.

Those who were particularly striker, screwed to the backs of the beds,
Fought in the foam paranoid, as the witcher on the Sabbath
Says: "Untie the towels, the inverters, the savage,
We bermutorno heart and bermutno soul! "

The forty souls howl in shifts, turned white-hot,
How much do triangular matters bother you!
Everyone was almost mad, even who was insane!
And then the head physician Morgulis TV banned

Here it is, the serpent looms in the window, behind the back of the plug hides,
Signed for someone, it means the medical assistant will pull out the wires
And we have to prick and fall to the bottom of the well
And there is a gap at the bottom of the well, as in Bermuda forever

Well, tomorrow the children will ask, visiting us in the morning:
"Daddy, what did these candidates for the doctor say?"
We will tell our children the truth, they care
Amazing near, but it is forbidden to us

There, Rudik, a home-based dentist, has a Grundik receiver
He twists it at night, catches the counter strike of Germany
He was a merchant for clothes there and moved his mind
And we got into a wave of creepy and upset stomach,
And with a number on the leg

He came running excited and shook us with the message,
If our scientific liner in the triangle is mired,
He disappeared, wasted fuel, broke into pieces,
But two crazy brothers of ours were picked up by fishermen.

Those who survived the cataclysm are in pessimism,
They were brought to our hospital yesterday in a glass prism.
And one of them, a mechanic, told, having escaped from nannies,
What is the bermuda polyhedron - unclosed navel of the earth

“What was there? How did you escape?” - everyone climbed and pestered,
But the mechanic just shook and the singers fired.
He cried, laughed, bristled like a hedgehog,
He scoffed at us, well, crazy, what will you take?

A former alcoholic, a matershinnik and a seditious man came in:
"Need to drink a triangle, for three give it?"
Broke up, and sypat: "The triangle will be drunk!
Be it parallelepiped, be it a circle, edrena a louse! "

Lecturers from the transfer, those who somehow
They talk about failures and unnerve people
Take us, the doomed! Triangle you scientists
Turn into insane, well, the opposite of us!

Let the crazy idea, you do not decide in a hurry,
Call us rather through the dock of the head doctor,
Regards, date, signature, answer us, and
If you do not respond, we will write to the sport lot!