Текст песни 1130.Двинской Владимир - Нетронутый бокал

Em
More recently, happiness miss
Am
I thought my life to a dead end abuts
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and all the mists of the north tasted
H7 Em
on the area held tightrope walker
Now, though modest sing my glass
Life Friends and loved.
I sing and my untouched glass
shining looking at me playfully
Am Em
Not touch the glass, I raise to happiness
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held the fate of the bad weather, I knew I knew it
untouched glass that happiness is at the bottom
and I'm not giving it to you spilled
there tears Life is hard, not great
there barking dogs and towers over the taiga
there is a time where you knew happiness
where every moment seemed to us by fate
I have to drink to Paju and friends
and that there is no love in the world above
in and make a lot of days in a wicker
for something that is not broken and I survived.
Not touch the glass, I raise to happiness
held the fate of the bad weather, I knew I knew it
untouched glass that happiness is at the bottom
and I'm not giving it to you spilled