Текст песни Нулевой аккорд - В пасмурные дни себя я выдумал

Quint 6 string 5,7,2,3

Black and gray house
hinges creak in the dark
Horror lights
zёvom doors
Tucked darkness
you scoff
Run away to the lights showcases
You hurry

Quint 7,3,5 string 6 on the next line is the same, but 5 to 5 already string.

On cloudy days myself, I invented
Strange black and red idividumom
On cloudy days myself, I invented
Strange black and red idividumom

At the head of the storm and the wind
And timpani hammer
The thought everything goes racing
Fight amplitudes
Smell stars tickles the nose
Quiet stones sing
Do not get do not ask
musty comfort

On cloudy days myself, I invented
Strange black and red idividumom
On cloudy days myself, I invented
Strange black and red idividumom

Tastes of the night, the spirit of thunderstorm
The sound of rain on the hands
Tangible as trembles
Water surface
Clutching the moon in its grip,
Red clouds
Call the drum beat
And dance

On cloudy days myself, I invented
Strange black and red idividumom
On cloudy days myself, I invented
Strange black and red idividumom