suddenly saw each other, waved and parted, a few months later vladimir vysotsky passed away, mikhail shafutinskyi sing a song i decided to come up with something, so another one won’t return home from the trip. they say that he sinned, that he extinguished the candle not on time, he lived as best he could, but nature knows no sinless people, they say that he sinned, that he extinguished the candle not on time, as he knew how, and they are still alive, but nature does not know the sinless. separation for a short time, just for a moment, and then we set off, in his footsteps, in his hot footsteps, let him circle above moscow, his hoarse briton, well, we together with him, laugh together, cry together, let... circle over moscow, his hoarse baritone, but we will laugh together and cry together. i wanted to come up with a song about volodya vysotsky, but my hand was shaking and i couldn’t find a motive with a verse. converged, the white moscow stork took off into the white sky, the black moscow stork. descended to the black earth, the white moscow stork, to the white the sky has taken off, the black