Текст песни Андрей Макаревич - Я разбил об асфальт

Em Am
I broke the glass on the asphalt painted child locks,
                                                   H7
Became firmer hand and refined style, and a confident step,
         Em Am
Only something wrong if scared silent, abashed, the crowd at the Taganka,
                 C7 Am Hm Em
If so many flowers, flowers in useless useless hands.

And then I decided to run away, to deceive, brazen circle time
I was secretly in places where entrance is forbidden for me -
I knocked at your house, the house where I just took out yesterday to call barely,
And intoxicate me sweet smell gone, forgotten times.

And it seemed - is about to creak open and the dead doors,
I will come in yesterday, I will be back, as if from a long front home -
I'll tell them, tell you what will happen to him, and maybe someone will believe
And then be able to roll a little bit, a little bit to go round.

But no one opened. Not a soul in the locked up abandoned house.
I could not move and stood like a diseased prolonged sleep -
It's bad luck if someone does not dopel again and someone buried.
This - the time has gone. And gone forever. And accidentally came back to me.