Lyrics Вячеслав Бутусов и Наутилус Помпилиус - Бесы

Demons
(V. Butusov - I. Kormiltsev)
Hm B Hm G
I have matured my soul for the bright
Hm B Hm G
Bright and transparent days
Hm B Hm G
My gaze has become
Hm B Hm G
Like a monastic bed
A b a
I carry my fire without hiding
A b a
Not afraid to burn from him
A b a
But listen to how scary it sounds
A b a hm b hm g
Knocks on the window panel

Each ball of snowstorms
This blizzard is alive
The light of the lanterns is reflected
Windows of evil eyes
Demons call out
Go to the cold with a blizzard
Where the water is dead
Where the gas is dope

Hm a em g
White Walls Keep Save us
Hm a em g
Without eyes in which temptations
Hm a em g
Without words in which trouble
Hm a em g
My silence is my spell
Hm a em g
Darkness is my sick sister
Hm a em g
While I'm alive while I am alive
A b
They will not enter here
A b
They will not enter here
A b
They will not enter here
A B HM F G Hm
They will not enter here

Demons ask to serve
But I do not serve anyone
Even for yourself even you
Even to those whose power
And if he is still alive
Then I do not serve and to him
I stole so much fire exactly
So as not to steal it anymore

Demons rumble along the roof
On the roof - such a night
Long night for that
For someone who cannot wait
But she will fly away faster
Faster than a bird away
If I didn't know for sure
I would not guess

White Walls Keep Save us
Without eyes in which temptations
Without words in which trouble
My silence is my spell
Darkness is my sick sister
While I'm alive while I am alive
They will not come here ...
They will not come here ...
They will not come here ...
They will not come here ...

I have matured my soul for the bright
Bright and transparent days
My gaze has become
Like a monastic bed ...