Текст песни Владимир Высоцкий - Жил-был добрый дурачина-простофиля

Once upon a time there was a kind fool, a simpleton.
Where the devils did not wear it!
But one day, as luck would have hoped
And completely into someone else's kingdom skidded.

 Tears hail - so it is necessary
 Simpleton!
 Do not sit backwards
 On the mare,
 Doo-ra-chi-na!

In the middle of a large field, look: three chairs!
Durakinu pinched the liver.
Above the inscription: "For guests", "For princes",
And above the third - "The chair for royal blood."

 Here on the first chair sat
 Simpsons,
 Because of zeal
 He was exhausted,
 Do-ra-chi-na ...

Only to the chair was a fool,
At once servants brought intoxicating wines.
The fool felt a lot of strength,
Elegantly ate, booed and joked.

 Look at the eyes:
 In the wild force
 I climbed into the chair for the princes
 Simpletons -
 Doo-ra-chi-na!

And now the former good fool
I felt that he was a responsible man.
He began to give advice, shouted the army
And almost decided to fight.

 More, more gray hands,
 Ezhli in force!
 Climbed on a chair for kings
 Simpletons -
 Doo-ra-chi-na!

At once hands were pulled to the press,
Immediately stamped his feet and shouted:
"If you were a prince, be you even the Lord!" -
I'll take it and order it to be screwed!

 If people at that moment
 Nearby there were,
 They did not say a compliment
 Simpleton -
 Do-ra-chi-no ...

But there was a kind man who was very simple:
I wanted to issue a decree about the abundance.
Only the chair could not tolerate such cases:
How to shake - and, clearly, he did not sit still.

 And the good fellow came to himself
 Simpsons,
 At home in the hayloft -
 What gave birth to ...
 Doo-ra-chi-na!

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