Lyrics Владимир Высоцкий - Песня о госпитале

I lived with my mother and mother
On the Arbat -
Here it would be so!
And now I'm in the medical battalion -
On the bed,
all in bandages ...

What glory to us,
that to us Klava -
A nurse - and a white light! ..
I died my neighbor, that on the right,
The one on the left is not yet.

And one day, as in a frenzy,
The neighbor that is on the left, me
Suddenly he said: "Look, man,
You have no legs. "

How so? It's not true, brothers,
He must have joked!
"We will cut off only the fingers," -
So the doctor told me.

But the neighbor who is on the left,
All laughed, all joked,
Even if at night raved -
Everything about the leg said.

He mocked: they say, you will not get up,
You will not see, they say, wives! ..
You would have looked, comrade,
On myself from the outside!

If I was not crippled
And climbed down from the bed -
I would be to the one on the left,
I just gnawed my throat!

I begged my sister Klava
Show what I've become ...
A neighbor would be alive, that on the right, -
He would have told me the truth! ..

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