Текст песни Андрей Козловский - Сентябрь

Andrew Kozlowski
September

Am Am ​​/ G Dm G
September - and the rain the window looks, not leaving,
C F A7
That leaves me one more summer.
E Am E F
I opened the frame, and across the rain,
Dm C Gm A7 Dm
God knows what a barely audible cry flute ....

Dm Dm / C Dm / H E7
I opened the frame, and across the rain ...

And my kitten sleeping on carpet cell,
Spiny fish and timid birds imagining.
He would be on a platter with the morning milk,
And the rest of the not - whether, if the soul of luck.

He would be on a platter with the morning milk ...

And you play, the flutist, is not the time to get tired,
No time to learn and think, responding.
There is only life and death - these are the main words,
A wind pendulum swings between.

There is only life and death - these are the main words ...

Oh, I - to leave the house and in the house of vanity,
To the window not wait, where the wind blows,
Spread the two wings, and that's really on the fly
Do not listen to, and play ... yes, to play the flute.

Spread the two wings, and that's really on the fly ...

/ Repeat 1st verse. /

September....