Текст песни Александр Иванов - Грешной души печаль

Sinful soul sorrow
Autumn waiting for tears and sadness
As dividends contributor
I am a prisoner of cloudy days
Prisoner mental anguish
And against the clock , there on the corner
Again banged shoemaker
In the rhythm of the rain, a moment caught ,
Erased knocked heel

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And circled shroud, like poplar,
I looked in the mirror quivering puddles
And I understood why Gogol once
Burned the second volume of Dead Souls
With the last cry of a bird lonely
I sped along the highway , as the mistral ,
A stream flowed from the speakers
Sinful soul sorrow

The warmth of life in my purse
It lurks ragged
Waiting for its publication ,
To go to the treasury.
Sopping wet , and the rain knocks
Like the drum
Autumn will come and make poet
Sing the blues chord

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