Текст песни Белая гвардия - Игра в бильярд

And again, I am looking for something that is not :
    Fm7
There is no fault , it is not a cigarette ,
        B7
And my fairytale castle rotten as a barn,
           Eb G7
And the old housekeeper asks : & quot; Play ! & Quot;

Again under me caved cornice
I still remember where the top and bottom where ,
But the old housekeeper does not know what the hell , and that paradise
He just smokes and asks : & quot; Play ! & Quot;

Loss : Cm Fm | Cm Fm G7

    I play these games for a thousand years ,
    By crunching under the sheets and gnashing of coins
    And he charges his gun ,
    So , the music will drive!

He has the keys to my locks,
He has the keys to my shackles
He has the keys - he would give them to me ,
This bunch of keys on his belt !

Once again, I was on the edge,
I'm not afraid of anything , I just stand .
He says that this globe - such a hole !
And urges : & quot; Play ! & Quot;

    And I 'm so , I have no equal !
    The rain on the roof, in the planet's rings .
    I push billiard balls ,
    He has the keys to my game !