Текст песни Владимир Высоцкий - Я полмира почти через злые бои...

I almost half of the world through evil fighting
Walked and crawled to the battalion ,
And back to me for my services
With sanitary drove echelon .

brought -
But darling threshold -
On the lorry to the house .
I stood there, numb , and over the roof of the smoke
Played wrong - different.

Window as if afraid to look me in the eye .
And the owner is not happy soldier -
No tears fell down on the mighty chest ,
A hands clasped - and into the house .

And barking dogs
on chains .
I stepped into the half-dark passage ,
For someone else for something paused in the hall ,
Pulled the door - knees buckled .

There sat at a table on my site
Surly new owner .
And sweatshirt on it, and the hostess with him ,
Because I'm the dogs barked .

This means
while under fire
I was in a hurry , without a moment's hilarious
He is all the things in my house rearranged
And in his own way all the advantage.

We went under God - a god of war ,
Artillery us covered.
But the deadly wound came from behind
And change in heart stuck .

I myself
bent at the waist ,
Willpower called to the rescue :
& quot; Sorry , comrade, that turned
by mistake someone else's doorstep.

They say , the world , and love to you, let the bread on the table ,
To agree on the house there were a & quot ;.
Well, he did not answer in his ear led :
Like so it should be.

staggered
unpainted floor.
I slammed the door , as once
Only the windows open, when I'm gone ,
And look me in the trail to blame ...