Текст песни Владимир Высоцкий - Братьям Вайнерам

Citizens, ah, how much am I did not sing, but not out of laziness -
 There is no one's wife - in Paris, all the buddies - sit.
Even Gleb Zheglov that little oped by a new hair dryer -
 I do not sing, eccentric, five nights in a row.

 Well, out of the hall -
 Not all of our varieties,
Here - who wants a banquet
Without passports.

I'll tell you about the little brother -
Writers, associates,
 About the people of such a soul,
What you will not find Vatnikov.

Our television demanded sharply: Throw the word "cop", "junk" or "cop"
Change the awl on the soap, awl - on the chisel.
And thieves pereinachit in "foreign element".

 So, in response to accomplices,
Skidanuv robe,
 Wear vests,
 A top - bushlatiki.

 "Eh," - said the brother and brother:
 "No! We'll save a mustache.
We through redaktorat
 All this has carried. "
 
About robber brothers Schiller read
 About Lautenzakov already written Lyon,
 About Serapion and students thumbed.
Where Weiner novel about?
They - two in a million!
 With them the artist Shkatnikov
Posted to men at arms.
We are losing in their face
Classrooms bugbears.
Demonstrating diligence,
Said sidekick:
"Era of Mercy"
 You can even in the United States. "