Текст песни Владимир Высоцкий - То ли в избу и запеть...

Whether in the house and sing,
Just like that, with frost,
Either go and die
Tuberculosis.

Whether a song without words,
Or maybe a guitar,
Whether the sledge trotters
And go to the ravine.

That attack raced -
Whether in color card put,
Whether happiness steal
Or simply fall off. Passion ...

In spite of all, for all, nowhere
The eternal pursuit.
Whether from the sky water,
That is my only weapon spills spring.

Maybe a song without a swimmer,
Perhaps no idea.
And I build the stove in the tiles
Or simply sow.

How old is no happiness,
All around the red light,
Nedopetaya verse,
Nedodarenny bouquet. Brad ...

In spite of all, for ever
With stars in their paws
No advertising, no posters,
Bruins clumsy.

Do not be caught up with someone
And smelled.
Rest would prodyhnut
With stars in their paws.

She, without it,
Nothing is mine.
Cheerless housing
And underwear and then her. E-mine ...