Текст песни Андрей Козловский - Я не смогу от сюда выбраться сам....

G D F G
I can not get out of here myself, DG Amd
I'm afraid the shores of this muddy river.
G C D G
But if there is someone who performs miracles, DG Am D
So he works miracles from me in the distance. C Am D But if there is someone who is going through the waves, GC H7 Em So he goes over the waves where there is none. CGCG The fact that I have not seen it, not my fault, C A7 D He walks on the waves is not for me alone.
I forget the one who can not understand,
I cook dumplings and smoke LM.
I spend the night only where love me,
I work - so there. To work - I eat. I did not compose this sort of, I do not crunched the violin, not sounded the trumpet. And perhaps my children will remember me for that I even sang about himself.
I too was a child, I lapped port,
I strummed the guitar and howling at the moon.
I could enter without knocking on any door,
But still I chose this one. And now all is, and there's nothing like a day of my night, and the night is like a day. I'm probably too much to hope for, which is where there is something in the water.
G C Am D
It's time to catch the logs, it's time to tie the raft, GC Am D
It's time to raise the mast, the sail pull. G C Am D
But who would have commanded me & quot; Full speed ahead! & Quot ;,
C A7 D G
Then I tried to get myself, C A7 DG
Then I tried to get myself, C A7 DG
Then I tried to get out yourself!