Lyrics Александр Карпов - Такая погода - джаз

THIS WEATHER IS JAZZ

The last chord. Code
First shower of this year
Blessed hour ...
The city sleeps under the lilac rustle
Wet alleys and boulevards.
Such weather is jazz! ..

The rain melts with drops.
Like balls of mercury
The wind rolls them trying
Collect in one stream,
And carry it down the drain
Where the sand is rough
Strokes the wave with a rustle
And the world is lonely - nobody - nowhere, nobody ...

Why in the moonlight
We are like foolish children
Remember no evil? ..
Someone in gray answered me:
"These are the secrets of the atmosphere,
Typical for this number! .. "

... And I have cold tea in my kitchen.
Not two more - post-midnight print
On the dial. And close at hand until morning
And the dream is still far away - and so out of place! ..

... Cool breeze. Walks on the sidewalk
A capricious couple without looking up.
Sleepily the moon is bored. Like a pebble from under your feet
The mood, jumping, flies away.
Such weather is jazz! ..

05/12/96

A + 7 | D7 | (E7 / A)
A + 7 | D7 | (E7 / A) C # m7
Hm7 | E | A + 7 (Dm7 | E7)
A + 7 | D7 | (E7 / A)
A + 7 | D7 | (E7 / A)
C # m7 | F # m
Hm7 | E | A + 7

Third verse:
D
Dm
C # m7
D
C # 7
F # m | F # m + 7 | Hm7 (E)

Fourth verse:
A | D7 | F7 | A
A | D7 | (E7 / A) | C # m7
F # m | Hm7 | C # 7 | F # m
F # m + 7 | Hm7 | E7