Текст песни Владимир Высоцкий - Сколь веревочка не вейся - а совьещься ты в петлю.

As in vague Parish
 Cruel, evil province
 Drop-down dashing
 All spikes yes thorns.

 He scooped up resentment, scooped
 Handfuls,
 But woe that drank -
 There is no more bitter.

        Drink poison, though drown!
        Fortunately, do not take money.
        How rope or veysya -
        Anyway soveshsya to whip!

 Driving losers
 The world with a knapsack,
 Life teket between fingers
 Gossamer thin,

 And that led, led
 By dashing the road -
 Those winds svoloklo
 Straight to jail.

        There is no hope for mercy -
        Bite the bullet so to endure!
        How rope or veysya -
        Anyway soveshsya in thong!

 Oh, dashing party
 How about you or the prowl -
 Place of execution you red
 Yes slippery rope!

 And the devil himself hanged satan
 Goals heels licks.
 Laughter, disappointment, Holy Mother! -
 Neither live nor survive!

        You do not howl, do not cry, and laugh -
        Tears something now not forgive.
        How rope or veysya -
        Anyway shorten!

 Night Duma chore.
 Carpenters do not loiter -
 Do not have time for matins:
 Hurt sooner hang.

 You do not feel sorry about it, do not be sorry -
 What do you want ?! postponement
 On your rope
 No uzelochki!

        It is better to lie down yes heating -
        I say, do not sleep for the execution ...
        How rope or veysya -
        A soveshsya you in the loop!

 1975