Текст песни Булат Окуджава - О Володе Высоцком я песню придумать решил

About Volodya Vysotsky I decided to come up with a song:
Here's another one did not come home from the campaign
They say that the sin that is not put out in time for the candle ...
As best he could, and he lived and did not know the nature of the innocent.

Not for long separation, just for a moment, and then
And we go in the footsteps of its hot.
Let circling over Moscow his hoarse baritone,
And we with him laugh and cry together.

About Volodya Vysotsky I wanted to come up with a song,
But shaking the hand of the motive did not converge with the verse ...
White Stork Moscow on white sky rocketed,
Black Stork Moscow not black earth down.