Текст песни Ольга Афраймович - Охотник

Do not say goodbye to the far stray, a e C # 7 D
Do not leave a blind donzer - f g a
Non-verse, in the backlight cutting f G e am
Victims for the word - my indefuncted. F G A.

Whether joy is in a hurry for despair,
Whether tenderness is easy to laugh,
Then lied the ring wedding,
Whether the light on the road is unclear ...

Sleeps hunter to winter exams.
How many arrows to Rudich - to the side?
If you pull the most,
It will be another story ...

And the love bent, that from the Russian Academy of Sciences -
As if Mother entered with consolation:
If grief is so strange,
If a trifle is so britled!

Behind the fence - the path swings
For the words - century, but Sundays,
Behind the winds - it happens!
Do not give me a bird of heaven ...