Текст песни Начальник ЖЭКА и Сергей ЧИЖ Чиграков - Рана

WOUND
Hm E ​​Hm E Hm E Hm G Gb
Snow swept road. Swept ...
And the frost hit in the nose yes ears.
Something I was not lucky again
On a good heart to heart talk.
G Gb
again not in itself something to me,
Hm E ​​Gb
In the courtyard and on the soul winter.
And those thoughts in your head.
That's really true, Woe from Wit!

Chorus:
G E Gb Hm
Raskoryabal wound thunder!
Hm G Gb
Carnage but did not look!
Yes, added salt to the old pain,
Sad in captivity in the open field.

And all around one ...
Only the shadow of dead lights.
Get to let go far
In the three "thousand" three hundred and thirty days.
Drop everything and take a ticket
In those places where it is difficult to live, too.
And then back to forty years
Yes, that was someone to talk to.

Chorus:
Raskoryabal wound thunder!
Carnage but did not look!
Yes, added salt to the old pain,
Sad in captivity in the open field.