Текст песни Высоцкий Владимир - Про речку Вачу и попутчицу Валю

Legs under him do not smell -
And shakes the earth ...
The third month I bichuyu ,
Since deducted cleaned
C - whaler ship.

Well, since I bichuyu ,
Non-partisan, not a Jew -
I spend the night on the stairs ,
Where the heat from the battery .

This is the life ! Live and greysya -
Fuck you , the bullet and the loop !
Drink , it happens even drown :
Koresh come from the flight -
And walk & quot; the ruble & quot ;!

Ruble - not money, ruble - a piece of paper ,
Save - a grave sin.
Oh, my soul vest -
In forty stripes , seven deficiencies !

But the LORD sent a good luck -
He earned a candle ! -
Seeing how bitter cry,
He said : & quot; Podge on Vacha !
Hurry up until the season ! & Quot;

What is this Vacha -
I found out at the whip -
He went crying to Vacha -
Returned laughing .

Vacha - this river aground
In the depths of Siberian mines ,
Vacha - a house with a bed ,
There trying artel -
Take a lot of gold !

How to recruit graft -
Not hanyzhu not & quot; stuck & quot; ...
Bought a ticket - fly on the Vacha ,
Lie down - pohohochem !

Nope gold richer -
People know they know better !
In general, anyway
I earned a Vache
One hundred and seventeen workdays.

Calculated selected -
For a meal here and there, -
But four thousand gave
Under the settlement - wow!

I distributed into them in his pockets ,
Where and ruble spent the night ,
And left in a hot country
Where cafes and restaurants -
Forgotten how castigated .

Drink - is there such a chacha ! -
Adviser for pest :
I went crying to Vacha -
Back laughing !

Explorer ... on the eve of booze
Izvertelsya at the navel ,
The same waitress
And at the first halt
Village woman in the compartment.

Maybe you she - as jade ,
Me - so just at the time!
I went crying to Vacha -
Back fun!

And that, yes Tralee Wali -
She learned about USD ...
Word for word , Valya
Money on the table darted -
With the Valley together and gone .

With it came out bad luck -
I heal it !
I was driving on the Vacha crying
Back - laughing ! ..

Six days - as proskvozilo -
Sea - here it is - is worth it.
I that was - splyl -
Conductor disgusted snout
And for vodka is not running.

Ruble last Sochi spend -
Telegram dashed :
Please send money - otbatrachu ,
I have them all prohohotal .

Where are you, where you loose, -
Though swear, even cry !
Again, your I , dear , -
Magadan , relatives,
Unforgettable pests !

By nose nosed chacha ,
By rota - plum ...
I'm on the Vacha food, crying,
Over them laughing !