Текст песни Ольга Арефьева - Дорога в рай

Hm G D A
They love jazz so much, they love cinema so much.
This is how the content of dreams is embodied.
So the guides to paradise rise to the steps,
This is how everyone who dies lives.

So they take out a nail from the wall,
So they expect a blow from the back.
So they go out of the house, having gathered in paradise.
So they go to war, so go their own.

Hm
Hey!
G D A Hm
And you play, and you play, play
Hm G D
Maybe you will see the road to paradise.
A Hm
Ay-ay-ay-ay.
G D A Hm
And you play, and you play, play
Hm G D A
Maybe you will see the road to paradise.

So a copper penny is checked for a tooth.
So they wipe kisses from their lips.
So already on the road to paradise
Again they forget to count every ruble.

So they give birth to children without knowing the father.
So they stand up to their full height without fear of lead.
It's so free-road to paradise.
But life is from an egg, and the beginning at the end.

Who is the rich here answer.
How silver is turned into copper.
How to turn inside out on the way to heaven.
How good is turned into a whip.

How easy it is to watch in the morning.
The way death dances.
On the hot road leading to paradise
And he even tries to sing.

You are a great master of the sleepy grass.
This means you don't get your heads off.
This means next to the road to heaven.
Where there are stitches on the lips of the pipe.

Eh. Where they call the guitar for you.
Where they hug sideways at the frets.
Where seeing a dream about the road to heaven,
They manage to wake up a moment before trouble.