Текст песни Владимир Высоцкий - То ли - в избу и запеть

Whether in the hut and sing,
Just like this, with frost!
Either take and die
From tuberculosis ...

Whether vystonat without words,
And maybe with a guitar,
Whether in a sledge - trotters
And go to Yar!

Here's to attack - it's not sweet,
Whether in the suit card put,
Whether happiness to steal,
Either just drop
In the passion ...

In nowhere forever -
Eternal aspiration.
Whether from the sky water,
Either spilling spring ...

Maybe a song without end,
Or maybe without an idea.
And I'm building a stove in tiles
Or just sowing ...

How many years of happiness there,
Ahead is all the red light,
Incomplete verse,
Undersize bouquet ...
Rave...

To spite all, for good,
With a star in his paws,
Without ads, without emblems,
In the Pimah Pimps, -

Someone would not catch up,
Did not smell the smell ...
To have a rest, to breathe
With a star in his paws.

Without it, outside it -
Nothing is mine -
Unhappy habitation.
And the time - and then it.
E-my ..