Текст песни Владимир Ланцберг - Старый вальс вдоль Новой дороги

They say that I tick time on my hand, am d7 g7
What is now spring ... do not care! With H7 E7 A7
I have been sad, I'm pregnant - DM7 G7 C7 F
And here is my pregnant Waltz! B7 E7 AM (A7)

Music, Music Draws Circles - DM7 G7 DM7 G7
Run, break - not Mahi! With H7 E7.

Through the machines of Shabashi, past the dance of fences,
Deaf from dummy night
Human porridge driving borov -
Bus stomach dragging.

Music, music draws circles -
Run, break - not Mahi!

On an empty hippodrome from the first poroshos
Before Easter with Fresh Grass
Mature and Proud Sad Horse
Bison has been talked.

Yes, and so much, really, hypocritically thoughtful
April - a shameless loss?
Won over the cemetery are daws, like souls,
Which were not taken to paradise.
Won above the cemetery crying, like souls,
Which were not taken to paradise!