Текст песни Сергей - Первые после Бога

next and music S. Timoshenko, Omsk

Dm__Gm______A7______Dm
Lighting restaurant lights,
______Gm___________C_____________F D7
The city put on its evening suit again,
_______Gm__________A7___________B
Someone is sleeping, tired of everyday fuss,
____Gm_____________________A7
And someone beckoning disco noise
Only you, my friend, unlike us
A strong sip of coffee you want only
Because in the voltage of the third hour
In the operating room you stand at the table

_____Dm________
Hands, though tired
But as if from steel
______Cm____D7______Gm___
Their movements are exactly measured.
And not a few, not many
_______Dm_______B__
First you are after God
_______Gm______A7_______Dm___
After all, people of fate are entrusted to you

 
They say that the game is like life
Well, for you it is a holy battle
You quietly whisper to the patient “Hold on!”
What is between heaven and earth
On a hot forehead through a mask does not blow
And without help from him the sweat can not be erased
You work, your back does not straighten,
So as you know, death is wandering somewhere near

Have you known her for a long time?
From anesthesia to coma
She is everywhere where pain and suffering
With her unequal fight
But myself without a trace
You give in the name of vocation

(transition to the tone of Em)

Without work, do not be bored
Those who took the Hippocratic Oath
Often life and health risk
Not sparing sometimes neither time nor strength
I've known a lot about medicine since childhood
Respecting you
This song on duty wrote
Devoting to all nurses and doctors

I am about you as soldiers
People in white coats,
Writing poems and melodies,
I wish with love:
To your health
Take it seriously without parody