Текст песни Владимир Высоцкий - Я Женщин Не Бил До 17 Лет

I did not beat women until I was seventeen -
At seventeen I struck for the first time, -
Since then, I simply will not be held:
Right left

I give them "tip."

But how did it happen that an intellectual,
The opponent of domestic violence,
So low I fell - and at this moment,
Well, if you want,

Yourself insulted by a face-murder?

And it was like this: I did not change her
For three days, never, I admit,
What can I say - I bought her perfume! -
French, brothers,

For thirty-four seventeen.

But she had a seller from & quot; TELE & quot; -
His name was Golubev Slava, -
He gave these spirits to her already, -
Left right

My smiling slut was smiling.

I was young and I was quick-tempered -
Claims laid out briefly -
Said to her: "I slapped Slava yesterday,"
Today, killer whale,

I'll kill you for order! & Quot;

I trembled in his hands approached her back to back,
Teeth knocking & quot; Marseillaise & quot ;, -
To the larynx,
Both right and left

I thoroughly pierced her.

Since then, all the sluts are afraid of me -
And it hurts, I swear!
Therefore, I - does not pass a day -
I hurt painfully and for a long time, -

But you will not beat them all - they are many.