Lyrics Александр Башлачев - Когда ты pyбишь доpогy к небy

As Vanyusha walked with a jerk along the blue river
How Vanyusha drove the sun on a golden yzdechke

dyusha walked dysha flew
in white pybashke
Yes, in a clean field everything is right,
and the bell was above the temple
yes in an open field yes with a ringing song.
But a drop of blood on a thin thread
already shining, even shining
saving dyshy, crashed into the body.
Gyal Vanyusha
along the blue river
and over the edge
pykini -

whether for a hug
whether for crucifixion ...

As the Vanyukhy sun carried on a silver horseshoe
And from each hoof twenty-five pibbles of whole rubles scattered along the road.

Dyusha is walking! Dyusha is walking!

Yes there is dyhy,
until you lie down
Gulay, Vanyukha, -
Are you coming, dancing!
Dog,
Live every time!
From the song - to the other!
From fights - to chydy!

Who is alive knows
Such a thing:
The soul walks -
And wears a body!

Drive with love!
Love, Vanyukha,
Do not translate
One spirit:
Take by the throat -
and sing as you can
Like myself at dyshy
You’ll put yours.

She brings
fire and bread
When you pyb
expensive to the sky.

It's hunting.
Burn, work!
Yes there will be vodka
bitter sweat!
Crazy heart
pybi in the window!
Scatter, accordion!
Glide it, dear!
Yes to the dancing feet!
And the blood is playing!
Dysha roads
does not parse:
After the weather,
through yhaba ...
Pray girls
Lie down, women!
Lie down, mares!
Die old woman! -
In Vanyuha strength!
Take a look, Vanya!
Dance from the stove!
Go to pribyaddy!
Tear the hearts!
And dyshy - in the heel.

Who is alive knows
Such a thing:
The soul walks -
Carries the body!

You, Vanyusha, drink and hear -
Now we are living.
Unscripted
In one fell swoop we will open.

Hell, hell hey, heaven!
Wherever you want - choose.
Yes, no, no, no, hell.
Nowhere is it necessary.

That's the thing! That's the number!
Date, signature and stamp.
And live until you die.
By law, answer.

Shepherds, you shepherds!
I'm a girl - not kissed.
Bring to the Grooms
City Clown!

We are apart today.
Verezhitok, vopchem.
Tear her la broad -
We’ll trample your feet.

Hey motive
Without a team.
And which team -
This is also the motive.

I hate, but I’ll help
In the sharpness of the moment!
Church in ytpy
All intellectuals.

Were - to the deacon, to the priest,
Interested in.
Blue sky pulled down.
Ugh you! Gotcha ...

Good luck and good luck.
We spit saliva.
And instead of that candle
We will fall asleep.

The agronomist took her
Yes, on the tractor itself:
I’m no worse than him -
In the social factor!

And Vanyusha received
Snow for me.
Forty degrees of heat
They warm warm pyssky.

Not a sister, but not a wife
Yes, the rest
Not a sister but not a wife
Yes, true rest.

As the whole evening waited for Ivan y the restaurant, the sun is red
Snow pounded the hoof and flew in all directions

The soul in the corner.
Yes, all evil.
Yes you zadul
Holy flame!

What a darkness.
What a darkness.

Somewhere around
Is the guy walking? -
Yes, blood stalks,
Mind winds.

Something good
Something sickening.
Something boring
And everyone is worried!

It is disturbing
and scary, brothers!
Yes impossible
get up.

Yes, maybe Vanka
what dumps?
But ny, Vanka, -
Dyusha is walking!

Tear it, Vanyusha!
What is not in the spirit?
What kind of skis?
What is it like moths ?!

Do not meddle in dyshy!
Go to hell!
Look, proud!
Look ka proud!
And who is it?
With you ak ...
- Oh, darkness!
With you
comes out a thousand!

And he
for telograke ...
And for the soul -
Yes, not a penny!

That stink
from flesh:
- He's drowning in vodka,
but he does not raft!

And piled on
and make pybakhy,
And bump pybahy,
and hit with a swing.