Текст песни Павел Пиковский Band - Радость моя

Capo on the 3rd fret

Intro: Am, Am \ G, F, E7

Am Am ​​\ G F E7
My joy do not cry, dry your tears,
Am Am ​​\ G F G
In the morning a living executioner, will burn us from the inside,
C g
And looking into the eyes, say break pen,
Dm e7
After all, life is only a station, and death is only a platform.

Am Am ​​\ G F E7
Until you are crazy, you are my joy, understand
Am Am ​​\ G F G
My city has become too small and a huge world is sinking,
C g
And in the pouring rain, everything will disappear by itself,
Dm e7
My train is standing and waiting to take us home.

F e7 am
What a stupid life when a glass is on the table,
Am \ G
I was very tired, I lived for three hundred years,
F E7 Am Am ​​\ G
Today, everything is like yesterday, all the same evil game,

F e7 am
Fly, fly petal, love your way,
Am \ G
Love your far east, love the Urals and Siberia,
F E7 Am Am ​​\ G
Fly into darkness and light, where we are no longer there,
F E7
Fly ....

My joy wake up, life is only a dream,
Hear in the wet night, spin the wheel,
And I'll finish the verse, and move the poles,
My joy, hello, oncoming lane.

What a stupid life when a glass is on the table,
I am very tired, tired of walking on the ground,
Today, everything is like yesterday, all the same evil game,

Fly, fly petal, love your way,
Love your far east, love the Urals and Siberia,
Fly into darkness and light, where we are no longer there,

What a stupid life when a glass is on the table,
I was very tired, I lived for three hundred years,
Today, everything is like yesterday, all the same evil game,

Fly, fly petal, love your way,
Love your far east, love the Urals and Siberia,
Fly into darkness and light, where we are no longer there,
Fly ....

My joy do not cry, dry your tears.