Владимир Высоцкий Охота на волков, Vladimir Vysotsky Wolf Hunt

Франция, 1977 год France, 1977 Vladimir Vysotsky Wolf Hunt (1968) I struggle with all my strength and my sinews, but today is the same as yesterday: They surrounded me, they surrounded They run happily toward our numbers. From behind the fir tree, doublebarreled guns are fussing There, hunters are hiding in the shadow The wolves romp in the snow Having turned into a living target. The wolf hunt is going on For gray predators the grown and the pups. The beaters shout, dogs bark til they vomit, Blood on the snow and the red spots of the flags Our feet and jaws are quick; Why then (leader, give us an answer), do we, hunted down, race towards the bullet And dont try to cross the forbidden The wolf should not, cannot do otherwise Here, my time comes to an end: He to whom I am destined Smiled and raised his gun. The wolf hunt is going on For gray predators the grown and the pups. The beaters shout, dogs b