Текст песни Владимир Высоцкий - Инструкция перед поездкой зарубеж

Yesterday I finished forging,
I started two plans -
And in foreign business trips
From the factory, it was good

Soot, soot washed away under the shower,
Ate a cold ide
And I heard the instructions,
What is possible, what is not.

There, y them, so far the best household.
So that I don’t do the wrong thing
He gave me to read broshypy - as a mandate,
So that I didn’t want to live there spy, like us.

Talked to me like a brother
About crafty rush -
About a trip to democrats
To the Polish city of Budapest:

"There y their special arrangement -
We just don’t understand.
You yo them, brother, try
At least a little respect.

Debate with vodka - answer:
"No, democrats, just tea!"
From the gifts of their sirovo turn away:
"The very good of this - heaps!"

He said, "Living in comfort,
Save, but not good
And look do not throw the trout -
Do not die from syyomyatki!

In this Czech Budapest
Oh, such times -
Maybe they say drink-eat
Hy, or maybe not a damn thing. "

Oh, I'm like a market in Hungary
Ha German at the Pymynok look!
Democrats, - assured, -
Not taken from the Soviet citizens a penny!

"Disease
Everywhere walks on the heels.
Beware of the evil eye
You have extramarital affairs there.

There are spies with a strong body:
You are at the door - they are out the window!
Speak, what with this business
We are done long ago!

They may not act directly:
Shast in the box - and will be done with a man,
And she will apply tola under the corset ...
Check what gender your neighbor is! "

Let me torture him:
"I fear, I will give you:
How to check - climb under the dress?
So you’ll slam in the face! "

But the installer is the guy of the dock,
Business - try again!
And again the mess went
About crafty retirement ...

I explain for the ignoramuses:
I am going to the Bulgarians in Budapest.
If there are topics there - just take off!
You can’t beat them, but not penetrate - to explain!

Well, in theirs - not a word,
Neither in dyugy nor in yyu!
Hammer to me - so am I any
In his perk!

But I'm not an agitator,
I am a hereditary blacksmith.
I'm to the poles in Ulan Bator
Don’t eat at last!

I sleep with my wife, but I can’t sleep:
"Come on, and Come on!"
Maybe I can do without abroad?
Well, I'm not their kneading - I'm running away ...
Well, I’m on theirs - neither belmes, nor gy-gy! "

Dysya slumber like a child
Well, your curlers.
The answer to me is:
“You know, Kolya - don’t go!

What are you, Kolya, painfully side -
I will divorce with you!
We’ve been living side by side for twenty years -
And all the while: "Dys, and Dys!"

He promised, you forgot something, - ny good! -
What oilcloth from Bangladesh bring.
Save there pypy pypiy, not buzy.
At least something - bring a damn thing! ”

I understood, hugging a sweet - My tender gentle.
I dreamed that I was ringy
Shield and sword for yourself.

There y them other measures,
Do not understand - eat alive ...
And everybody dreamed of me wenger
With beards and with a fawn.

Dreaming Dysyiny oilcloths color beige
And sassy spies in Bangladesh ...
I live, the will of God, y pymyn -
They say they are from the Volga region, like us.

Here are the female habits:
Passed - began to sing.
Printed t-shirts -
Anyway, look!

Goodbye, blacksmith shop,
Right up to the clove
Goodbye, my meeting plan,
Overfulfilled by me!

We drank - I got alcohol in aorty,
I came all the way to the airport.
To me, and in spiny, byt barking:
"Who did you leave us for, Nikolai ?!"