Текст песни Станционный Смотритель - Аист

F # M Hm
Mirror-pozhitsa, reflecting heaven
Slowly spin like a tear big.
G a F # M Hm
I reflect there, hiding behind the cloudy century,
But a white stork, not a blind person.

HM G a F # M
My soul on the wings of Aist
She strives up, shouting: "Well, let them!"
You do not rush to understand, please, I am one who loves
Em F # M
Stupidity, stupidity.

Snoop sky without disassembled the problem
Seeing that I am, crying and crying like emo
And reflected in the pink caustic
Sun-beautiful, you know, and it will be better.