Текст песни Александр Карпов - Такая погода - джаз

This weather - JAZZ

The last chord. code
First rain this year,
Blessed hour ...
City sleeps under the rustle of lilac
Wet avenues and boulevards.
This weather - jazz ..!

Rain drops melts.
Like mercury beads
Their wind rolls, trying to
Gather into one stream,
And bear drain
There, where the sand is rough
Strokes wave of rustling
And the world alone - no one - nowhere, nobody ...

Why in the moonlight
We as children unreasonable
Do not remember evil? ..
I said someone in gray:
"This - the secrets of the atmosphere,
Characteristic for this number! .. "

... And in my kitchen - iced tea.
More and two no - print postpolunochnaya
On the dial. And until the morning apply hand
A dream still far away - and so out of place ..!

... A cool breeze. She paced the sidewalk
Naughty couple, not looking up.
Sleepy moon misses. As if used stone from under his feet,
Mood, jumping, flying off.
This weather - jazz ..!

12/5/96

A + 7 | D7 | (E7 / A)
A + 7 | D7 | (E7 / A) C # m7
Hm7 | E | A + 7 (Dm7 | E7)
A + 7 | D7 | (E7 / A)
A + 7 | D7 | (E7 / A)
C # m7 | F # m
Hm7 | E | A + 7

The third verse:
D
Dm
C # m7
D
C # 7
F # m | F # m + 7 | Hm7 (E)

Fourth verse:
A | D7 | F7 | A
A | D7 | (E7 / A) | C # m7
F # m | Hm7 | C # 7 | F # m
F # m + 7 | Hm7 | E7