Lyrics Владимир Высоцкий - Пошли мне, Господь, второго
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Не славы и не коровы, не шаткой короны земной —
Пошли мне, Господь, второго — чтоб вытянул петь со мной!
Прошу не любви ворованной, не милостей на денёк —
Пошли мне, Господь, второго — чтоб не был так одинок.
Чтоб было с кем пасоваться, аукаться через степь,
Для сердца, не для оваций, на два голоса спеть!
Чтоб кто-нибудь меня понял, не часто, ну, хоть разок!
И с раненых губ моих поднял царапнутый пулей рожок.
И пусть мой напарник певчий, забыв, что мы сила вдвоём,
Меня, побледнев от соперничества, прирежет за общим столом.
Прости ему, — он до гроба одиночеством окружён.
Пошли ему, Бог, второго — такого, как я и он...
Not fame and not a cow, not a shaky crown of the earth -
Send me, Lord, the second - to draw out singing with me!
I ask not for the love of the stolen, not for the favors for a day -
Send me, Lord, the second - so as not to be so alone.
So that it was with whom to get out, to go through the steppe,
For the heart, not for ovations, for two voices to sing!
That someone understood me, not often, well, at least once!
And from my wounded lips I picked up a horn, scratched by a bullet.
And let my partner singing, forgetting that we are a force together,
I, pale from rivalry, will cut at a common table.
Forgive him, he is surrounded by loneliness until his death.
Send him, God, the second - such as me and he ...
Send me, Lord, the second - to draw out singing with me!
I ask not for the love of the stolen, not for the favors for a day -
Send me, Lord, the second - so as not to be so alone.
So that it was with whom to get out, to go through the steppe,
For the heart, not for ovations, for two voices to sing!
That someone understood me, not often, well, at least once!
And from my wounded lips I picked up a horn, scratched by a bullet.
And let my partner singing, forgetting that we are a force together,
I, pale from rivalry, will cut at a common table.
Forgive him, he is surrounded by loneliness until his death.
Send him, God, the second - such as me and he ...