Текст песни РиоРита - Бродячие ветры

A little bit helpless F G7

Carriages rock, C7 F

And it turns E7 Am

Of course, - E7 Am

Not that sad, Gm7 C7 F

Rather, tired, Cm D7 Gm

We're going home. Gm Dm Am7

; D7 Gm C7 F Eb7 A7 Dm

We're going home. Gm Dm Am7 Dm C7

The cars rushing,

And the winds wandering

At stations shuffle

Nogami dust,

Grumbling fatherly

On our childishness,

What has brought us to the edge of the earth.

The road is long

Not invented by us,

Dressed in them, as in lace,

Our earthly sphere.

But whatever it was,

How easy or difficult for us -

We're going home.

But in the smoky lobbies

We look at the counter

Again unable dat`

A vow:

After all, our home - Station

It is not final,

And only the beginning of all roads.

And only the beginning of all roads.