Текст песни Владимир Высоцкий - Монолог Хлопуши

Crazy, mad bloody slime!
What are you? Death? Ile Healing cripples?
Spend, spend me to him,
I want to see this man.
I spent three days and three nights looking for your Umyot, Tambov Oblast,
Clouds rained down from the north rock pile.
Praise Him! Let him not even Peter,
Mob violence of his love for and removed.
I spent three days and three nights wandering the trails,
In solonets digging eyes luck
Wind my hair like straw, ruffled
And flails rain thrashed.
But embittered heart will never get lost,
This head with the neck get myself hard.
Orenburg dawn krasnosherstnoy camel
Dawn in my mouth dropped her milk.
And clumsy cold udder through the darkness
I pressed as bread, to the depletion of centuries.
Spend, spend me to him,
I want to see this man.