Lyrics Владимир Высоцкий - Жил я славно в первой трети

I lived gloriously in the first third
Twenty years on in the world -
according to the teaching ,
Lived thoughtlessly , but actually ,
Swam to her eyes gazed -
downstream.

Thought - that is, the reward -
After all, no oars is not necessary,
no hands.
Mosquitoes , horseflies yes wasps
Exasperated , bloodsucker ,
yes not persecute .

Heard from the bank at the beginning -
I shouted for help ,
of salvation.
They waited in vain , poor guy -
I lay there , the plague of Braga ,
to disconnect .

Tryahanet whether cornering ,
Packed into the maelstrom -
fix it.
That razuyus then obuyus ,
Themselves in water admire -
really like.

Shore flow for the boat
Well, I caress the throat
mead.
After extra sip
Lo and behold - not swim alone -
with the old woman .

And while I wondered
Pal fog and helpful
a black spot I -
And a huge old
Laughed in his ear ,
an evil beast .

I'm cryin ' - can not hear screaming ,
Not knitting fear bast
I see bad ,
The wind shakes me ...
- Who's there? - I hear - answers:
- I have a hard time !

Throw baptized wailing -
Will not save you a saint
Mother of God :
Whoever paddle wheel and throw ,
Not an easy puts those -
so usual ! -

I'm looking Pot'ma road
Little mead -
only drink stu -
And she does not fall asleep ,
Steps ahead of me
heavy tread .

Vaughn, tripped on roots,
From such Obesity
sighing heavily .
And she even shortness of breath ,
A enters because - there,
bitch hard.

All of a sudden we - live ,
Lame , curve,
muzzle tricky .
And shouts: - You stand over the abyss ,
But I will deliver thee , sickness,
I wipe the tears ! -

I asked : - Who are you ? -
And she told me : - I curve -
WHO supposedly removed -
- Even though I Krivobok,
Krivoruk , krivooka -
I mole removed !

I exclaimed , pouring :
- Removal of me , Curve !
I'm on a leash !
And I'll put shban ,
Curvature of your fix -
only removed !

And you , Mother , daughter branches ,
Na-ka drink polglotochka -
patients with anorexia .
You forget me for a while,
You're fat - in a harem
going first . -

and dropped two old women
In bottles of mead
In a drunken , hysterical.
I'm hiding behind mounds ,
I quietly moving back backwards
to the coast.

Famously rowed on the rapids
In two stroke on the middle -
oh, I rascal !
So that you are dead , drinking ,
Two Fates my -
Curve so easy!

Know by vicious calculation
Yes, in someone's secret
the care
I had no luck , bonehead ,
And dragged , Screwtape ,
downstream.

I thought life - joy,
Like, no oars do not, oh , do not -
oh, I rascal !
Remove ... , howling ,
Two Fates my -
Curve so easy!