В.Высоцкий - Песенка о переселении душ - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

Whoever believes in Mohammed, who - in Allah, who - in Jesus, who does not believe in anything - even in the line, in spite of everyone - the Indians came up with a good religion: that we, having given the ends, do not die for good. Your soul sought it - you will be born again with a dream, but if you lived like a pig, you will remain a pig. Let them look askance at you - get used to the reproach - annoying - well, you will be born again on the knee -off of the city. And if you saw the death of the enemy even in this life, a true keen eye will be given to you in another. Live for yourself normal - there is an occasion to have fun: after all, maybe your soul will get into your boss. Let you live a janitor - you will be born again a foreman, and then you will grow up from the foreman before the minister, - but if you dull like a tree, you will be born a baobab and you will be a baobab of a thousand years while you die. An annoying parrot to live, viper with a long century- is it not better to be a decent person during his lifetime? So who is who, so who was who?- We never know. Genetics from the gene and chromosomes have gone crazy. Perhaps that shabby cat was a villain before, and this dear man was a good dog before. I jump with delight, I go around the lawsuits,- Hindus came up with a convenient religion!