Текст песни Кирилл - Ветер, мой друг

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The wind, my friend, a sparkling bird,
F # m D7 F # ​​m
Inspired by the spirit of the shady forests, for me-I-I
Brought in the plumage of his noble
Transparent drops of the dawn of a fine day-I-I

F # m B A
And as if the thoughts are pure
F # m B Dm6
As if there is no furrow in the soul,
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But as in the mirrors the world curls and squints

The feeling of love is a winged block,
flies up again from the monument in which she-a-a

All of concrete, central figure,
For long hundreds of seconds I was motionless

And as if the thoughts are pure
As if there is no furrow in the soul,
But as in the mirrors the world curls and squints

F # m D
And in that mirror it is not,
And in that mirror you are not there
F # m C # m D
And in that mirror there is no one, only me
F # m A # 7
And my whole fucked up world

And my bond breaker
And my patron of fire
Heart, in a blizzard ringing and sorrow
Will arrange his bloody feast ...