Текст песни Пилот - В подвенечном платье белом

Losing: Hm | F # m
Hm | D | G | F #

Hm D G F # m
In a white wedding dress
Hm D G F # m
With a firm step and a circle!
Hm D G F # m
Past the door, on the way beyond the line
Hm D G F # m Hm F # m Gm
Taking with him the dream of long evenings ...
A Hm F # m Gm A D
And there are no tears in my eyes ... and there are no tears in my eyes!

D Em D G A
We will be lost with you! We'll lose track of words
Hm G A
You and I will disperse in the sky like two flocks.
D Em D G A
Who is to the south, and who is to the north, and who will fly free,
Hm G A Hm
Losing feathers and remembering how the door slammed!

Everyone leaves with a quiet step, leaving only a trail.
The wind urges the morning and does not shout!
Too late ... the voice is gone! And don't tear the ticket!
There is no turning back!

We will scatter who where and confuse the trail
In the asphalt plains of newborn areas
Where winter mingled with mud
And in the spring there is no way at all!
Where in gray bricks we lost our childhood
Weak trail!

On the roads, each in his own way, running,
Without looking back, swallowing the night with his open mouth.
Without cartridges, you shouldn't take a gun,
And if you take a step, you will get it to your heart ...
Fermented wine ... look through the dull glass.

And after we survived the rest of the day, we will gather
On the asphalt plains of newborn districts
Where winter mingled with mud
And in the spring there is no way at all!
Where in gray bricks we lost
Childhood is a faint trace!