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Em Am
Like life without spring
H7 Em
Spring without leaves,
C Am
Foliage no storm
      H7 Em E
And the storm without lightning -
              Am
So the years of boring
H7 Em
Without the right love
C Am
Fly to the call
      H7 Em
Or is your silent groan.

      C D Em
    Alas, not predskazhesh trouble.
       C D E
    Call - I'll take a blow.
           E7 Am
    Let the head itself
    H7 Em
    For this I give
    C Am
    Guessing about the price -
            H7 Em C H7
    Not for me, my love!

           Am
Roads of Love
H7 Em
We are not easy
But to our kind
White Moss
And Clover.
Full of nightingales
Happy anguish
And generous spring
Returning to the north of us.

    Land where so many separations,
    She suddenly we were married.
    Because true
    We are birds of spring
    They winter
    We hear, love.