Текст песни Константин Никольский - По дороге разочарований

A C # 7 F # ​​m
On the road frustration
A C # 7 F # ​​m
Again enchanted pass.
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The mind is full of bright expectations
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Heart feels a new trouble.

To what worries me again
The voice that calls out of the darkness:
& quot; The path has not yet passed, can not live a century,
Toyu if you go dear? & Quot;

D A
Whether dark eye goggles,
D A C # 7
Whether silence hides cry:
F # m C # m C # m Cm Hm
Where is the look for you, gone?
Hm C # 7 F # ​​m
Oglyanёshsya - you're an old man.

On the way of vague intentions,
Of the country's rabid ignorant
Long way of my rebirth
The secret edge of dashed hopes.

Mount dropped shoulders, straightened his shoulders,
Gordo told himself: & quot; Fly & quot ;.
If I got to meet you,
So, you with me along the way.

I hear voices that always right,
And scare this right.
For dew to lie down on the grass,
In the morning with dew melts you.

In the morning the road revelations
Past spring girls' tears,
I go out near the cemetery doubt
On a steep cliff of despair.

In the wind, with the fate of tune,
The fragile appointed hour meeting
Again enchanted go
On the way to frustration.