Текст песни Перемотка - Берцы

Chords:
HM A D EM
HM A D EM
G a d hm
G a d hm
G a d hm
G a Hm.

My land leaves under my feet
But I press her bersch
She squeals clinging behind the threshold
And I call her scream I call her

Rotating land We are creating work Sisyphers
No one said that it would be
Fire covered endless my pond
Filled with passages from strings

Ruins will soon have a shift
In the old place hundreds of years
I do not expect anything special
Running shoulders I go to the light

Insomnia with chills tear apart
All the best take themselves
Leave me at least a drop of passion
Which will awaken the light in the MGL

Yesterday optimist became a pessimist
Under the severity of reality ideas
So as not to be a frozen conformist
And do not drive with other people

My land leaves under my feet
And time runs away without regard
Grazed legs beents without sock
Heels, smooths