Текст песни Грустная - Рокер молодой

Am Dm
The roar of the motor ripped night's rest,
     G C
On the way racing rocker young
         Am Dm
Black paint decked his helmet
         Em C
And the boy he had known everywhere and to everyone.

And every evening he drove to the entrance,
There maple he waited for his girlfriend
And they rode the night until the morning
And all the more beautiful for him it was.

Then one day he drove up to the entrance,
There maple his girlfriend he waited,
And at the entrance is a black Volga
And the girl is already kissing the other.

And the guy she did not not say a word,
He sat on the Java and complete jazz filed
And flashed along the road spotlight
On BLOAT he did not hit the brakes.

And the road is a monument to him
And every night she comes to him,
& Quot; I'm sorry, my dear, I have sinned against you, & quot;
And the tears pouring out of her brown eyes river.

The roar of the motor does not break the night's rest,
On the way, do not rush the young rocker,
Black helmet worn hanging on the cross
And the boy he had known everywhere and to all