Текст песни Михаил Анчаров - Сорок первый

Hm
I said to a passer-by
                           F # 7
"Kazbek" With a cigarette in his mouth,

On dumpling face a similar
                       Hm
And eyes like a wicked mercury.

I told him: "On the edge
                        F # 7
Somewhere in the city, along the way,

Heart girl's waiting for the owner.
                      Hm
As a way to find it? "
        Em6 Hm
Heart girl's waiting for the owner.
       F # 7 Hm
As a way to find it? "

       Hm
Looking at me with contempt
                        F # 7
And tsedya words through clenched teeth,

On said:
"Listen, kid, do not stick to the passer-by, and the long and
policeman to run. "
(Sung recitative, in free rhythm accompaniment on the guitar
(F # 7))
Hm
And he went a proud gait,
                       F # 7
By the greatness of his eyes cloudy.

I freak with such a face,
                       Hm
I'd put on her pants.
    Em6 Hm
I freak with such a face,
        F # 7 Hm
I'd put on her pants.

Sunset over Moscow slouches,
Night stars creaks ago.
We lived on the streets chipped,
But the whole world was at our feet.
Not in any way relieve us shiver at night.
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We wandered through life - atheists,
Musketeers and urchins.

In each lived with a breeze to get married
Restless people.
We have no tears left woman
And forget could not ever.
But you are not a motive
Silence wick burns.
Run deep still waters -
As the proverb says.

I do not want close at night
Choking and tear the hook.
I do not want you to me for a song
The cap penny dropped.
I filled up the human newly-fallen snow,
I aim of the edges in the region.
Hey, look, damn, good,
My slow-witted!