Текст песни Высоцкий - банька по белому

Three-grained flask

Give me a three-hard flask -
Flat-bottomed me not for what
All you need, welcome -
After all, I'm stubborn
Although I do not do everything by the mind.

Under the system periodic
Laboratory assistant sleeps,
And suffers from the soul of chemical
Seeing dreams about ethyl alcohol.

Without finance, Himfak is bent -
We fit at night to the moon ...
Above the Chinese government is mocking -
That would be a vapor in ham.

Give me a lithra flask -
I will fix it in the tripat,
And I will go in the morning to the palace,
To take over the display by the ruble.

Without three-headed cooking
So much suffered:
All processes are not going there
And the dream about the offset will disappear,
As in the furnace overheated water.

For work my stupid
Do not let me go anything
Give me a lithra flask -
I am without a flask, like a horse without a coat.

Give ... Give ... Give me
Flap three-grinding -
I replaced my cutlets,
As if agile
The heart beat in my chest.