Текст песни В.Высоцкий - То ли в избу - и запеть

Whether in the house and sing,
Just like that, with frost!
Either go and die
TB ...

Whether vystonat without words
Or maybe a guitar,
Whether in his sleigh - trotters
And go to the Yar!

That attack - is not pleasure,
Whether in color card put,
Whether happiness steal
Or simply drop
The passion ...

Nowhere forever -
The eternal pursuit.
Whether from the sky water,
That is my only weapon spill spring ...

Maybe a song without end,
And maybe - no idea.
And I build the stove in the tiles
Or just sow ...

How old is no happiness,
Ahead of all red light,
Nedopetaya verse,
Nedodarenny bouquet ...
Rave...

In spite of all, ever,
With stars in their paws,
No advertising, no posters,
The clumsy felt boots -

Do not be caught up with someone,
Do not smelled ...
Rest would prodyhnut
With stars in their paws.

Without it, it is -
Nothing is mine -
Cheerless housing.
And byle - and then her.
E-mine ..