Текст песни Пиковый дурак - Лбом об рельс

Em (+1 string to fret 2) C (1 first string on the 3rd fret)
Am (+1 string to fret 2) H7

Open-mouthed
Sit and listen
My message
Incantation
To rise above
Go up on the roof
To become more beautiful
Wash up often
To knock down a peg
Forehead on the rails

Oddly fought Emelja
Head of the spruce
As he tried
No pants left
And now, what can we
In the marsh on the ears
Pure Grace
Without longing to disappear
Tang
Yes forehead pounding

Rages in the chapel bell the devil
Ringing to the skies
Forehead on the rails

Because inquiring whether he knew the answer
Because there are not commanded to forgive
Only the echo thread stretches for hundreds of years
In the churches in the ravines worth printing

That is why he has appointed himself the label of evil
Because if he took it and went out of the game
Let go of the sins if it means he has become a goat
Now they say Otpuschaysya out of our burrows

Variance creator
Slapped
Saying
Where are you crawled
Well ka tears from heaven
And his head against the rail
Otovarivaya

Because he did not interfere with that barriers I do not know
Because you preached to remain silent
But all that only he saw did not forget
And about the fact that he did not see and did not tell

Because l walked crooked that he knew the road
Because there pozaputal their tracks
Only his shadow lost among the mirrors
Only a trace of it is lost at high water

Well, we would remain a heavy sleep
A long cry of crumpled soft moan step on the snow
We rotate the planet and he steps
looking
He is in front of us in debt