Текст песни Портрет Дориана Грея - Весна-II

Em C
Something sick. Something stuffy.
  G D H
It was thought, to submit the hand.
I do not know what I need
For peace of mind.
I can not find an answer
A simple question.
Do not come true signs.
Colossi crumble.

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Em C G H
         Apparently, spring.

They shoot down targets.
Messed up routes.
Instead of lines - suddenly dashes.
Instead of stairs - the parachutes.
Again, something is missing.
Again, everything is not as it should be.
The flame burns, and the ice melts.
Like in the first circle of hell.

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Already half-sung
The song is about my accomplishments,
And still no immunity
In temptations-temptations.
Like, are known in advance
All possible solutions,
And everything is as interesting
Give yourself the opportunity to shake.

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What happened is unknown.
What will happen is unclear.
Even if closely,
And it is not visible the way back.
A flit around the face,
How to videotape.
The roof goes, the roof of rushes.
Stopping only in the cell.

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