Текст песни Центральный Гастроном - Дорога

Road

Time will judge, so it is here
On prickly tracks near roads
Everyone who thinks a lot about himself
More than once I was alone.
In the summer, rains do not frighten themselves
And in the thunder do not hear the wars
But ahead there is a flash of light, look!
Let the wild peace await
The road to the blue river is mined.

Pashut patients - so it is here
The will to the plow
Who did not win and who remained
Compresses fate in hand
But happiness flows between the fingers of the hand
And the sky can not fall
And then do not be afraid of war
Let the fun be pleased
The road to the blue river is mined.

Riders jump, afraid to be late
And the wind laughs at them in the chest
For a long time this game has become vain
But they can not be returned to reality
And the west wind brings fog
Landmark guide
Natural trumpeter calls to hang up
Throws his cry, infinitely alive
The road to the blue river is mined ...
The road to the blue river is mined?
The road to the blue river is mined!

Introduction Em / H / C / D | C | H7 |
The twist Em | H | C | D | G | - 2 r
Am | D | G | G | Am | D | G | Em |
Chorus C | D | G / A / G / A |