Текст песни Олег Митяев 1981-89 Архивные записи КСП - 12. За окном то дождик...

Em Am H7 Em
Outside, the rain, the storm again.
             Am D7 G
Outside, the wind, then again drops.
 E7 Am D7 G
Curtained window, a candle marred.
Am Em H7 Em
I do not need the summer, I do not want to fall.
 
I take out the weights with clocks hours.
Service will break the doors bolted.
Curtained window, a candle marred.
I do not have a guest, the guest does not want to.
 
Samovar put sugar pinholes.
A bottle'll get, will pour into mugs.
Curtained window, a candle marred.
I'm with my friends to death want to clink glasses.
 
    F # m Hm C # F # m
(I remember) all that was, all drink to the dregs.
           Hm E ​​A
Outside, acacia seems to be visible.
F # 7 Hm E A
Cucumber on a fork like a kebab.
Hm F # m C # F # m
And something to roll down my cheeks.
 
Gm Cm D7 Gm
I'll take the guitar strings bent.
               Cm F B
About all that was quiet tighten.
 G7 Cm F B
Curtained window, a candle marred,
  Cm Gm D7 Cm
I do not have to fly, fly do not want
  Cm Gm D7 Cm
I do not have to fall, do not want to fall
  Cm Gm D7 Cm
I do not have a guest ...