Текст песни Гроза - По Арбату мокрой пылью...

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The Arbat WET DUST ...

Gm D C D Gm F Bb D
(Gm) On Arbat (D) wet dust
(Gm) Went shabby (D) man
(Bb) bore (C) their (Bb) gitaru- (C) wings
(D) white smoke and black (Gm) cross.
(Gm) To whom (D) in the emphasis he looked
(Gm) Zaholonet (D) to the navel
(Bb) Lips (C) both (Bb) tomb (C) stone
(D) The eye is not the eye, and the barrel (Gm) of the barrel.
CHORUS
(Bb) was yesterday, (D) passed today
(Bb) tomorrow (F) burned to the ground
(Bb) Maybe (C) luck (Bb) greetings (C) of God
(D) to jump like a cat
(Gm) of the angle?

The evening will be covered with white table
Divorce glasses Twist
A fellow pathologist
And marine painter.
CHORUS
I've never seen the sea
Brushes smear as a broom
It may be a gift from God greetings
Jump like a cat
Because of the angle?

We will talk of women
Impregnable as a rock
Girls from the Arbat, queens, fashion models
With breast-wolf, a donkey walk.
CHORUS
It was yesterday, and today passed
Tomorrow already burned to ashes
Can love greetings from God
Jump like a cat
Because of the angle?