Текст песни Ночные снайперы - Уставшие глаза от войны

C E7 Am
Tired eyes from the war
C E7 Am
Swollen lips with tears and sand
E Am
I do not sing, I will not tell you
            Dm E Am
As the smell of gunpowder in the fields of love

He shot himself in February at the end of winter
Long aftertaste with copper pipe sobbed
March sad standing near brick wall
He was sure that it's fate

                Am C
   Nadlomannym timbre donated by someone
   Gm6 A7
   Who sent you to spy on me
           Dm G
   You will not become my favorite poet
           C F
   You do not become a beckoning light and tender
         E F G # G
   You will remain forever walk behind my back

      Dm A Dm
      I know that soon you will be one
                      A Dm
      I will never give the most tremulous feelings
       Gm A Dm
      Will you bring in new people names
          Gm A
      By the broken masts, I will never go back

May a cold and a little voice is silent
Oh, why clog the air void
I take off my coat and breaks his shield
I disarmed this spring

   Nadlomannym timbre donated by someone
   Who sent you to spy on me
   You will not become my favorite poet
   You do not become a beckoning light and tender
   You will remain forever walk behind my back

      I know that soon you will be one
      I will never give the most tremulous feelings
      Will you bring in new people names
      By the broken masts, I will never go back

      I know that soon you will be one
      I will never give the most tremulous feelings
      Will you bring in new people names
      By the broken masts, I will never go back