Текст песни Каперусита роха - Семь веков

Em Am
Listen, old elm with a wave
C H7
About something quietly say:
Am D
Bring back, bring me home,
C H7
Give seven centuries ago.

Am D
We stayed there the gray-haired father
G C
And my brave young brother;
Am C
Please, give me back my shape,
H7 Em
Give seven centuries ago.

It is better to be the wave of the river:
He was killed in battle your younger brother,
From your father died of wounds -
I will not return you back.

Stay there, my favorite,
My good girlfriend ...
Give me back my former appearance
And let me home.

Think about it: seven centuries in a row
Between the shores of running water.
Your friends are sleeping in their graves
And do not ever wake up ...

But again on the river wave
sad words sound:
Bring back, bring me home,
Give seven centuries ago.