Текст песни Высоцкий - Антиклерикальная

Coming back from work
I put a rasp against the wall, -
Suddenly someone flits through the window
Out of bed from my wife!

I, of course, ask:
"Who it?"
And she answers me:
"Holy Spirit!"

Oh, I will meet that Spirit -
Oh, mark it in your ear!
The spirit is also the spirit of discord:
Kohl holy - so Masha throw!

Though you are blood and blue,
Though you are a white bone, -
I'll go to Christ, and I know -
Christ will not be pleased!

Mashka, harmful nature,
So climbs the scandal, -
I got lost, fool:
It seems that means prevented!

I first, first with caress:
This and that...
And she - to the wall with caution:
"No, that's it!"

I then brush my teeth,
But, of course, already rough:

"Though he is old and ancient,
Though he was six thousand, -
He is in any village
Two or three women are definitely there! ”

I - to Maria with the proposal, -
I'm a fudge master! -
Like, on another Sunday
You, Maria, do this:

I will sink in the morning -
Like, went -
And you take it as if
Good?

Cover him with a quilt -
And binge - here I am with a club!
He is the wing, and I am the stake,
He is a psalm, and I am a pick!

Here, of course, he gives up -
Mary's honor is saved
Because it gives me
This Angel is Satan!

... Here I fly in with a shout, with a tree,
All in the hope of fear ...
Masha is crying. “Masha, where is he?” -
“Flew away, the desired Spirit!”

"How is it that I do not know
How did you do? ”
“Why, here it is,” replies, “
Flew away!

He read the psalm to me
And the wing tickled ... "

“So joke with a living husband!
Oh, you nasty wife! .. "
I waved my weapon ...
Laugh, laugh, Satan!