Текст песни Высоцкий Владимир - Вдоль дороги лес густой

In my dream - yellow lights ,
And in my dreams I wheeze :
- Time-based , time-based -
Morning is wiser !
But in the morning it's not so ,
None of the fun :
Or smoke on an empty stomach ,
Or drink with a hangover .

In taverns - green damask,
White napkins.
A haven for the poor and jesters ,
Well I - like a bird in a cage !
In the church of the stench and gloom ,
Clerks smoking incense .
No! And the church is not so ,
It's not wrong .

I - on the mountain in a hurry,
That something happens .
And on the mountain alder stands ,
And under the mountain cherry.
If only the slope uvit ivy
I used it and joy ,
Though that something more ...
It's not wrong !

I was on the field , along the river.
Light - darkness, there is no God !
And in a field of cornflowers ,
Long road .
Along the road - a thick forest
With women - Yagami ,
And at the end of the road -
Scaffold with axes .

Somewhere horses dance to the beat
Reluctantly and slowly .
Along the road is not so ,
And in the end - even more so.
Neither the church nor the pub -
Nothing is sacred !
No, guys , it's not so
All wrong, guys!