Текст песни Владимир Высоцкий - моя циганская

Sleep me with yellow lights
And wheezing, in a dream I
Time, time,
In the morning, wise,
But in the morning, it's not like that
No, that fun, yo-xho,
Or do you smoke on an empty stomach,
Or do you drink with a hangover
yes uh-uh, yes again
Yes, many, many, many ...
over and over again
Many, many times ..

In the taverns, green damask
white napkins
Paradise for beggars and buffoons
I'm like a bird in a cage
There is stench in the church, and twilight,
The clerks smoke llllladan,
No, and the church is not so
everything is not as it should ...

 Chorus
yes uh-uh, yes again
Yes, her still many, many, many
over and over again
Everything is not right ...
        Chorus

I'm on the mountain, in my breath,
Why didn’t you,
And on the mountain, stands alder
A beneath the mountain of vi-i-ishnia
If only a slope, see the flood
I would be glad
Eh ... at least something else
Everything is not as it should ...

 Chorus
uh time * yes what are you *, yes again
* what are you * Yes many more many many
many many times .... yes again,
Everything is not as it should ...
       Chorus

I'm then across the field, Along the river,
Light is darkness, there is no god
Aaaaaaaaaaa clean field
And the long road ...
Along the road, the forest is thick,
With the women of yagamiya,
Aa at the end - the roads of that
Chopping block with axes ..
Somewhere horses dance ... to the beat
Reluctantly and plavnooo,
along the road, it's not like that
And in the end all the more
And not a church, and not a kobak,
Nothing holy
No guys, it's not like that
All wrong guys ......

 Chorus
And-and-and-Eh time, yes again
Yes, many many many many
many many times, and again,
All wrong guys ...
        Chorus