Текст песни Алла Пугачева - Моя соперница гитара

Dm B A
My rival is the guitar
G A Dm
She fell asleep quietly in the corner.
         B a
But you carry it in your hand
G A Dm
And the strings are waiting for the strike hands.
B dm
And happiness is just a thread away
B C Dm
And happiness is just a thread ...

My rivals are hours
Counting looks and smiles.
My good luck and mistakes
Throws time on the scales.
And happiness is just a thread away
And happiness is just a thread ...

   B
   My rivals are pictures
   C
   Your tunes are stored.
   G
   Im in this little apartment
   Gm dm
   It was calmer without me, ah!

My rival is a pipe
She looked affectionately and gently.
I sang my trill diligently
And she pointed me to the door.
And happiness is just a thread away
And happiness is just a thread ...

   My rival is the guitar
   Fell asleep quietly in the corner
   But you carry it in your hand
   And the strings are waiting for the strike hands.

B dm
And happiness is only a thread.