Текст песни Манго-Манго - Байкерская

Cm A # Cm
Cm Fm A # x2
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Morning rolled, only I was not at home.
Fm G Cm
Traded comfort for a man-made horse.
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Currency like a bright star from everyday melancholy,
Fm G Cm
In addition to happiness, there is practically nothing with myself

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Past huts and palaces, From fools and sly ones,
G # G Cm
From problems without an address Two wheels will be carried away.
A # Cm A # Cm
No boundaries for you, Pages turned
G # G Cm
And wherever the eyes look - there are two wheels.

If it hurts from longing, if it's hard -
There's a saddle for you behind my back.
You will understand how clear the headwind is free,
Why the motorcyclist starts and flies.

We fly out, like a flock, at full speed.
Roaring the awakened space.
Living for freedom is a business for men.
And we fly on the freeway like a motocline.