Текст песни Владимир Высоцкий - Пааарус,порвали парус..каюсь..каюсь..каюсь..

A dolphin
Cut up the belly of the screw.
Shot in the back
Do not expect one.
On battery
Neto missiles already,
It should be faster
At the bend!

        Sail! Torn sail!
        I confess! I confess! I confess!

Even on patrol
You do not have to meet the enemy.
It is not the mountain,
If a sore leg.
Door hinges
Many creak, many people sing:
- Who you are?
You are not welcome! ..

        Sail! Torn sail!
        I confess! I confess! I confess!

Many of the summer -
Anyone who sings in his sleep!
All parts of the world
May lie at the bottom,
All continents
Can burn in fire -
Only all this -
Not for me!

        Sail! Torn sail!
        I confess! I confess! I confess!