Текст песни Магелланово Облако - Прямой Эфир

Gm
Bring back my paint, return my hands
         F
For these lands go smiling bitch

       Dm Gm
Bring back my ticket, overdue for a new century

       Gm
Forgotten man in the trenches Vazastana
       F
And drives to the brim aleyuschaya wound
        Dm Gm
And look to the clouds, hurry to reproach

       Gm
Nesbit from the path is no longer treated
        F
Farewell merci as a new load on the shoulders
     Dm Gm
Artificial sold out on a play about themselves

              D # A #
But warm this new world,
                    D7 D #
Only the heart that beat for others
          Cm A #
And depends on the curve line
                D7 Gm
Go into the abyss as a live broadcast

Forget any weakness forgive her everything separation
Nature hears us, but cut our sounds
And the cup to the brim, and everyone saves his prisoner

Tragedy of betrayal, deception illusion,
Everyone can see only one thing and think about different things,
And easier to remain silent than to shoot at the drains of lies

The Catcher in the Rye all so ambiguous
Arctic haze seems to be bleak
Try to look at maps of their music tracks

      But warm this new world,
      Only the heart that beat for others
      And depends on the curve line
      Go into the abyss as a live broadcast