Текст песни В.С.Высоцкий - Чужая колея

Alien track

Himself to blame - and the tears pour,
and ohayu,
I got into another rut
deep.
I outlined my goals
to choose himself -
And now out of the rut
not escape.

Steep slippery edge
It has this track.

I swear it paved -
Soon my patience will burst -
And I bow, like a schoolboy bad:
Track, in the track, with track ...

But why me itching to do -
sassy I -
Conditions, generally in a rut
normal:
No one knocks, not pritret -
do not complain, -
You want to move forward -
you are welcome!

Failure is not in the food, drink
In welcoming this track -

I vividly convinced himself:
Not one I got into it -
Keep it up - the wheel in the wheel! -
And I shall reach wherever all.

That someone shouted, beside himself:
"Well, let me go!" -
And he began to argue with the track
foolishly.
It burned to the dispute to the bottom margin
the heat of the soul -
And flew valve
and inserts.

But he pokorezhil edge -
And widened track.

Suddenly he breaks off the track ...
Crank dragged into a ditch,
That he could not us back, to interfere
By a strange track to pass.

That came to me the problem -
starter seized -
Now she is not riding,
and fidgeting.
And it should be used to go out, push -
hurried but not -
Perhaps someone will drive
and pull.

I'm waiting in vain for reinforcements -
Strange this track.

would Rasplevatsya clay and rzhoy
On the track of this most - a stranger -
The fact that I did myself deepened,
I hope in the back killed.

I broke into a cold sweat
to the bone,
And I walked a little ahead
on Boards -
I look - blurred the edge of streams
spring,
There is, leaving out of the rut -
the rescue!

I mud from under the tires spit
In someone else this track.

Hey, you're back, do as I do!
That means - no need for me.
only mine - this Track
Get out of its track!

1972