Lyrics Иллет - По тропе теней
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Am D F E Am D Am DD Am D Am F C E Am
По тропе теней, в гулкой тишине, по седой траве на свечу в окне,
D Am D Am F C E D
Полуночный вор, не спеши ко мне да во весь опор на седом коне.
Am D F E Am D Am D
Да через полно-о-о-чь...
По туману...
Hе накличь беды, не накличь огня, полуночный вор, не ищи меня.
И с тоски не пей лютого вина: глубока, черна - не увидишь дна
Да эта чаша-а-а-а...
Эта полночь...
Загустела ночь на рудой крови, убирайся прочь, да вольнО живи.
Волку не сидеть на тугой цепи, не ищи мой след по сырой степи
Да по туману-у-у...
Через полночь...
Hа златую цепь волю не меняй, полуночный зверь, не ищи меня.
Запечатан будь восковой луной, не ищи мой след по степи ночной.
Да по туману-у-у...
Да через полночь...
По степи сырой, по траве сырой, по крови рудой, не ходи за мной.
Hа тропе теней, в гулкой тишине, не ищи мой след, не спеши ко мне.
Да по туману-у-у...
Через полночь...
Am D F E Am D Am DD Am D Am F C E Am
On the path of shadows, in the echoing silence, on the gray grass on a candle in the window,
D Am D Am F C E D
Midnight thief, do not rush to me but at full speed on a gray horse.
Am D F E Am D Am D
Yes, through full-oooh ...
Through the fog ...
Do not show trouble, do not show fire, midnight thief, do not look for me.
And do not drink fierce wine with longing: deep, black - you will not see the bottom
Yes, this cup-a-ah-ah ...
This midnight ...
Thickened the night on the ore of blood, get out, but live free.
The wolf does not sit on a tight chain, do not look for my trail along the raw steppe
Yes, through the fog-oo ...
After midnight ...
Do not change the golden chain, midnight beast, do not seek me.
Sealed be a wax moon, do not look for my trail along the night steppe.
Yes, through the fog-oo ...
Yes, after midnight ...
On the raw steppe, on the raw grass, on the blood ore, do not follow me.
On the path of shadows, in the echoing silence, do not look for my footprint, do not rush to me.
Yes, through the fog-oo ...
After midnight ...
On the path of shadows, in the echoing silence, on the gray grass on a candle in the window,
D Am D Am F C E D
Midnight thief, do not rush to me but at full speed on a gray horse.
Am D F E Am D Am D
Yes, through full-oooh ...
Through the fog ...
Do not show trouble, do not show fire, midnight thief, do not look for me.
And do not drink fierce wine with longing: deep, black - you will not see the bottom
Yes, this cup-a-ah-ah ...
This midnight ...
Thickened the night on the ore of blood, get out, but live free.
The wolf does not sit on a tight chain, do not look for my trail along the raw steppe
Yes, through the fog-oo ...
After midnight ...
Do not change the golden chain, midnight beast, do not seek me.
Sealed be a wax moon, do not look for my trail along the night steppe.
Yes, through the fog-oo ...
Yes, after midnight ...
On the raw steppe, on the raw grass, on the blood ore, do not follow me.
On the path of shadows, in the echoing silence, do not look for my footprint, do not rush to me.
Yes, through the fog-oo ...
After midnight ...