Текст песни кабак - рай для нищих и шутов. ис.Высоцкий

In a dream I am yellow lights
And I wheeze in a dream I
Time, time
Morning is wiser
Yes, and in the morning it's not like that
No fun at all
Whether you're smoking on an instant,
Whether you drink with a hangover
Etc.
Oh, once, and again
Moreover many, many many times.
In the taverns green shtof
And white wipes
A paradise for beggars and fools
I like a bird in a cage
In the church a stench and half-darkness
The deacons smoke incense,
Yes, and in the church it's not like that
It's not as it should be
Etc.
I was then on the mountain in a hurry
How could it not work out
And on the mountain grows alders
And under the mountain cherry
I then across the field along the river
Light-darkness there is no god
And in the open field of cornflowers
And the long road
Etc.
Along the road a thick forest
Yes, with the women Yagami
And at the end of the road that
Ax with axes
I would like a crane in the sky