Текст песни Александр Розембаум - Маня

Am
It was in a restaurant,
G7 C
Where the cops hang.
G7 (G)
We took Manu on his pocket -
With A7
She turned around.
Dm
Dress white in peas,
Am
Oper young
H7 E7
She whispers to her: "Tell me, where is Lech,
Am
I'll go home. "

And in the street blizzards -
The evil is the outskirts.
Not seen this much
For the owner.
"I will not tell you where any,
Do not judge, starles.
Would you sell your doves?
That's it. And pour ".

Manyu was thrown on the bunk,
Clicked the key.
You play, my guitar,
Speak more.
In your kisses it's hot,
Life is fartovaya.
Come on, go ahead.
Black-browed.

How she lived, how she slept -
God only knows.
She stayed for eight
Long years and winters.
And when she came out, she looked back -
Life is not,
Because it was cracked
Twenty years old.

It's evening. It was getting dark.
Lanterns are standing.
Manya knocked on the hut,
Itself is not its own.
Dress the same, in the color of polka dots,
Yes, silk scarves.
"I'm back, hello, Lyosha,
Lovely spine! "

Oh, fate, candle candle,
A sparrow in the hand ...
The door was opened by Mane Shmara
In a red wig.
Well-fed Lech in the corridor
The light bulb ...
Manya gasped in pain
And I lost my strength.