Lyrics Василь Чудик - Признаватись не хоче
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А він просто нам признаватись не хоче, що все
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розуміє з пів звуку,
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З комедії він, так як ми, не регоче і з драм не
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заломлює руки.
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Він чув вже не раз віртуозні ці гами, мінорні
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й мажорні акорди,
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І в темному залі, що пахне жінками, він лиш
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усміхається гордо.
Він вже не шукає натхнення в любові, не бачить трагедії в зраді,
Йому наплювати на наші розмови, на наші повчання й поради.
Він бачив не раз всі ці жести і міни, ці завчені рухи убогі,
І в залі, що пахне увесь нафталіном, він мовчки кепкує з усього.
Бо ж він просто нам признаватись не хоче, що все розуміє з пів звуку,
З комедії він, так як ми, не регоче і з драм не заломлює руки.
Його не здивуєш ранковим туманом, його не спокусиш жінками,
І в темному залі, що пахне обманом, він мовчки сміється над нами.
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But he simply does not want us to admit that everything
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Understands with half the sound
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From a comedy, he, as we do, do not laugh and with a drum not
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Breaks hands
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He has heard more than once the virtuoso gamma, minor
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Major Chords
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And in the dark hall that smells of women, he only
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Smiles proudly.
He no longer seeks inspiration in love, sees no tragedy in betrayal,
He does not spoil our conversations, our teachings and advice.
He has seen more than once all these gestures and mines, these miserable movements are poor,
And in the hall, which smells all naphthalene, he silently capes from everything.
For he simply does not want us to admit that he understands everything from the floor of the sound,
From a comedy, he, as we do, does not rejoice and does not break his hands with the dramas.
You will not be surprised by the morning fog, you will not be tempted by women,
And in the dark hall that smells of deception, he silently laughs at us.
But he simply does not want us to admit that everything
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Understands with half the sound
Em C H7
From a comedy, he, as we do, do not laugh and with a drum not
Em
Breaks hands
C Am H7
He has heard more than once the virtuoso gamma, minor
Em
Major Chords
C Am H7
And in the dark hall that smells of women, he only
Em H7
Smiles proudly.
He no longer seeks inspiration in love, sees no tragedy in betrayal,
He does not spoil our conversations, our teachings and advice.
He has seen more than once all these gestures and mines, these miserable movements are poor,
And in the hall, which smells all naphthalene, he silently capes from everything.
For he simply does not want us to admit that he understands everything from the floor of the sound,
From a comedy, he, as we do, does not rejoice and does not break his hands with the dramas.
You will not be surprised by the morning fog, you will not be tempted by women,
And in the dark hall that smells of deception, he silently laughs at us.