Текст песни Никитаева Елена - Мари

GM EBMAJ7 GM EBMAJ7 B EB D D

GM.
Listen, Marie!
Cm.
I was like everything
F.
But I did not like you.

GM.
Wait, not anior
Cm.
I went to reserve,
F.
Without sparing head.

C.
You are unlikely to understand -
G.
Tyne comprehension
Requires victims.

C.
The further you will go,
G.
The more terrible dreams -
D.
Invorated nerve.

CHORUS:

GM cm.
Silence, listen!
GM cm.
Susha is burning under us!
B EB.
Everything will be much better
D.
Move the hands!
Silent - Listen!
Drying is burning under your feet!
Everything will be much better
When whiskey hit the whiskey:

Spanish wine
Your white apron,
Hand tremble.

You know Marie,
My god is not like
On fool.

Such a fate
Of all,
In the roulette of fallen fate.

I am very sad,
And the one with me -
Probably rude!

CHORUS.

One more chance,
And if you do not sing -
So die.

Madly shout
That love
It is impossible to be able to.

CHORUS.