Текст песни Машина Времени - Лифт

(Introduction:
C B - 4 strokes.)

C
Elevator is nearly silent,
Em
He goes terribly fast,
Am
From the ground flying up to the sky

* G G G #
And from the sky to the ground.
Am / A
In his way are
Am / G
Three or four stops
Am / F #
And at each stop
Am / F Em
He delayed a moment.

(Between verses:
Em Gm Hm F Em Gm Hm F Em)

As at the first stop
It smells like a Christmas tree
Children lead dances
And fight in the yard.
It smells like the joy of discovery,
It smells fear nakaznym,
It smells like cough drops,
It smells of my mother's coat.

On the second floor to take off,
Without effort, like a bird,
And your destiny
For you - as ABC.
At the head of the wine and the wind,
Above you whirling fairies,
And keep your pillow
A slight smell of their perfume.

And you're still looking at the sky,
Where yesterday circled fairies,
And they are not fairies -
Their affairs by September.
It smells of hay, not May,
It smells like somebody's harvest,
At the neighbor again holiday -
You do not call first.

Then - still faster
Ahead - the last floor.
It smells of dust and hospitals,
And sadly, and silence.
There dim light lamp
There is a bucket and mop,
Dancers removed shawls
And wash the face makeup.