Текст песни Трофим - По самому краю

Dm A7 Dm
Grieving mother dear:
  Gm C F
& quot; the shiftless son born a & quot;
 Gm A7 B
Only I can see the destiny of this -
 Gm A7 Dm B
Maps distributed worms - trumps
E A7 Dm D7
I put lives at stake. Eh,
Gm A7 Dm B
Maps distributed worms - trumps
E A7 Dm
I put lives at stake.

    A7 Dm A7 Dm
   The horses are racing along the edge
          Cm6 D7 Gm
   And I have nothing more to lose
        Gm6 Dm B
   Lucky - I her to recoup,
         A7 Dm
   Well, there is - the two deaths will not happen.

I was not looking for honors boyars,
The fierce wrath of God is not life,
But sometimes she walked regally -
Women are spoiled, poor complain
Yes gold coins littered.

   The horses are racing along the edge
   And I have nothing more to lose
   Lucky - I her to recoup,
   Well, there is - the two deaths will not happen.

Where are you, days are golden,
The young ladies, which was lucky.
We were betrayed, forgotten -
Only I have the main card
Raffle all the luck.

   The horses are racing along the edge
   And I have nothing more to lose
   Lucky - I her to recoup,
   Well, there is - the two deaths will not happen.