Текст песни Машина Времени - 45 ЛЕТ ПРОБЕГА - 43. Ветер надежды
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Аккорды и текст песни Ветер надежды (Машина времени)
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Em H7
Нас построили новым порядком чуть свет.
Em H7
Мы похожи на стаю бескрылых птиц.
Em H7
Был объявлен ветер, но ветра нет -
Em
Ветер трудно поднять
H7 Em H7
Шелестом газетных страниц.
Em H7
Шелестит до звона в ушах:
Em H7
Как шагать еще быстрее и какими нам быть?
Em H7
Но мы никак не решимся на главный шаг,
Em H7
Я боюсь, что мы разучились ходить.
И пускай вопрос не похож на ответ,
И вроде бы нет шор на глазах,
И вроде бы дали зеленый свет,
Но кто-то держит ногу на тормозах.
И мы травим анекдоты под морковный сок,
Задыхаясь соломой своих сигарет,
И все никак не можем поделить кусок,
Которого, в общем, давно уже нет.
F#m C#7
И мы смеемся сквозь слезы и плачем без слез,
F#m C#7
И следим за другими, не следя за собой.
F#m C#7
Из тысячи вопросов главный вопрос:
F#m C#7
Кто крайний? - Я за тобой!
И со многих ртов уже снят засов,
Теперь многословию нет предела,
Слишком много красивых и славных слов.
Не пора ли наконец заняться делом?!
И пускай словами не разрушить стен,
И никто не верит в хозяйскую милость,
Но мы смотрим на небо и ждем пемен.
Это значит, что-то уже изменилось.
F#m C#7
И я слышу вопрос и не знаю ответа,
F#m C#7
Но когда наконец я закрываю глаза,
F#m C#7
Я отчетливо вижу полоску света
F#m
Там, где ветер надежды
C#7 H
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Chords and lyrics Wind of Hope (Time Machine)
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Em h7
We were built in a new order a little light.
Em h7
We look like a flock of wingless birds.
Em h7
The wind was announced, but there is no wind -
Em
The wind is hard to raise
H7 Em H7
The rustle of newspaper pages.
Em h7
Rustles to ringing in the ears:
Em h7
How to walk even faster and what should we be?
Em h7
But we won’t dare to take the main step,
Em h7
I am afraid that we have forgotten how to walk.
And let the question not look like the answer
And there seems to be no blinker before our eyes,
And they seemed to give a green light,
But someone keeps his foot on the brakes.
And we poison the jokes with carrot juice
Choking on the straw of their cigarettes
And still we can’t share a piece,
Which, in general, has long been gone.
F # m C # 7
And we laugh through tears and cry without tears
F # m C # 7
And we follow others, not watching ourselves.
F # m C # 7
Out of a thousand questions, the main question:
F # m C # 7
Who is the extreme? - I'm after you!
And the bolt has already been lifted from many mouths,
Now verbosity has no limit
Too many beautiful and glorious words.
Isn't it time to finally get down to business ?!
And let the words do not destroy the walls,
And no one believes in master's grace
But we look at the sky and wait for haze.
That means something has already changed.
F # m C # 7
And I hear a question and don’t know the answer,
F # m C # 7
But when I finally close my eyes
F # m C # 7
I clearly see a streak of light
F # m
Where the wind of hope
C # 7 H
Will fill my sails
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Em h7
We were built in a new order a little light.
Em h7
We look like a flock of wingless birds.
Em h7
The wind was announced, but there is no wind -
Em
The wind is hard to raise
H7 Em H7
The rustle of newspaper pages.
Em h7
Rustles to ringing in the ears:
Em h7
How to walk even faster and what should we be?
Em h7
But we won’t dare to take the main step,
Em h7
I am afraid that we have forgotten how to walk.
And let the question not look like the answer
And there seems to be no blinker before our eyes,
And they seemed to give a green light,
But someone keeps his foot on the brakes.
And we poison the jokes with carrot juice
Choking on the straw of their cigarettes
And still we can’t share a piece,
Which, in general, has long been gone.
F # m C # 7
And we laugh through tears and cry without tears
F # m C # 7
And we follow others, not watching ourselves.
F # m C # 7
Out of a thousand questions, the main question:
F # m C # 7
Who is the extreme? - I'm after you!
And the bolt has already been lifted from many mouths,
Now verbosity has no limit
Too many beautiful and glorious words.
Isn't it time to finally get down to business ?!
And let the words do not destroy the walls,
And no one believes in master's grace
But we look at the sky and wait for haze.
That means something has already changed.
F # m C # 7
And I hear a question and don’t know the answer,
F # m C # 7
But when I finally close my eyes
F # m C # 7
I clearly see a streak of light
F # m
Where the wind of hope
C # 7 H
Will fill my sails