Текст песни Александр Башлачев - Когда ты pyбишь доpогy к небy

How Vanyusha walked along a blue river
How Vanyusha drove the sun on a golden yzdechka

soul gulala soul flew soul gulala
in a white shirt
yes, in an open field, everything is right,
and the bell was above the temple
yes in an open field yes with a ringing song.
But a drop of blood on a thin thread
already shone, already shone
saving the soul, it burst into the body.
Gylyal Vanyusha
along the blue river
and over the cliff
raskinyl pyki -

or for a hug,
or for crucifixion ...

How the Vanyukha sun carried on silver horseshoes
And from each hoof along the road ran twenty-five rubles of rubles.

The soul is gulping! The soul is gulping!

What is spirit,
until you lie down
Gylyai, Vanyukha, -
You go, you dance!
Gylyai, dog,
Alive while!
From a song to a dpaky!
From dpaki - to chydy!

Who is alive knows
Such a thing:
The soul gags -
And wears a body!

Drive with love!
Love, Vanyukha,
Do not translate
By one spirit:
Take by the throat -
and sing as you can
How is it at heart
Put yours.

She asks
fire and bread,
When you play
the road to heaven.

It's okay.
Gopi, work!
Yes there will be vodka
bitter from sweat!
Crazy heart
pybi in the window!
Sprinkle, harmoshka!
Slide, track!
Yes to the dancing feet!
And the blood plays!
Soul of the road
does not parse:
Through the crypts,
through naughty ...
Pray girls
Lie down, women!
Get down, mares!
Die old man! -
There are strengths in Vanyukha!
Gylyai, Vanyukha!
Dance from the stove!
Go in the cunt!
Fuck the bastard!
And the soul is in the heel.

Who is alive knows
Such a thing:
The soul gags -
Carries the body!

You, Vanyusha, drink and listen -
Now we live alone.
Undescribed soul
We'll tear it off in one fell swoop.

You want to go to hell, you want to go to heaven!
Wherever you want - choose.
No heaven, no hell.
Now it is not necessary now.

That's a trick! That's the number!
Date, signature and seal.
And live until you die.
To answer according to the law.

Shepherds, you shepherds!
I'm a girl - not kissed.
Bring the suitors
City clown!

My soul and I are now at odds.
Period, vopchem.
Tear it off the frisbee -
Trample with your feet.

No motive
Without a team.
And what kind of team -
This is the motive.

Well, hold it, or else die
In the sharpness of the moment!
They go to church on ytpy
All intellectuals.

There were - to the deacon, to the priest,
Interested in.
The blue sky was pulled down.
Ugh you! Get overwhelmed ...

Dyshy scrambled and pasta.
We will spit saliva.
And instead of that candle
Let's go to sleep as a fireman.

Agronoma took her husband,
Yes, herself on the tractor:
I'm not worse than him -
In the social factor!

And Vanyusha passed away
Snow for a snack.
Forty degrees of heat
Warm up the soul of the English.

Not a sister, not a wife
Yes, a great leg
Not a sister, not a wife
Yes, a sure rest.

As the whole evening was waiting for Ivan and the sun was red
The snow pounded with a hoof and the Chervons flew in all directions

Soul in the back.
Yes, all in knots.
Yes, you blew
Holy flame!

What darkness.
What darkness.

Tyt somewhere like
dysha gulping? -
Yes, the blood is wandering,
Dodges with his mind.

Something is sweet
Something sickening.
Something bad
And everyone is alarmed!

It's alarming
and terrible, brothers!
Yes, impossible
to rise up.

Yes, maybe Vanka
what dumps?
Well, Vanka, -
The soul is gulping!

Rap, Vanyusha!
What is not in the spirit?
What are the lies?
Why tyt flies ?!

Do not meddle in the soul!
Roll to hell!
Look, proud!
Look you proud!
And who's in charge?
With you accyp ...
- Oh, darkness!
With you account
out a thousand!

And he does it
for a padded jacket ...
And for the soul -
not a penny!

That stink
of filthy flesh:
- He drowns in vodka,
but he himself does not flesh!

And piled up
and pвyт pybakhy,
And pвyт pybakhy,
and hit with a swing.