Текст песни СашБаш - Вреmя колокольчиков

Em C
Long were the heat and frost,
  Em C
All were demolished and ease,
  Em C
We ate porridge snow birch
Em C
And grew flush with the bell

If crying - we have spared no salt.
If a feast - a sugar stick.
Zvonarev black calluses
Tore a nerve copper speaker.

But every day the times are changing.
Domes of lost gold.
Zvonarev roam the world.
Bells knocked down and split.

What now to go round and round,
In his field - like underground?
If we do not cast a bell,
Em C Em
So here - time bells.

Heart tingle under his shirt!
In a hurry - scatter the crows.
Hey! Conclusions from the indigenous pristyazhkoyu
And torn on the four sides.

But how old a horse is not forged,
None of the wheel does not smear.
Whips no. Saddles stolen.
And all for a long time to untie the knots.

And in the rain - all roads rainbow!
The fat is in the fire. Today we laugh to you?
But if there is a bell under the arc,
So, it means everything. Charge - let's go!

Zagremit, whistle, clicked!
Will make the way to the bone, to the tips.
Hey! Tale! Livers feels terrible laughter
Russian bells?

Century chew. Matyugami prayers.
The age we live - though we vykoli balls.
Sleeping yes drink. Per day and liters.
Do not sing. Singing has become estranged.

Long wait. All went dirty.
Because become similar,
And the rain turned out to be different.
Most - honest, good.

And let the broken father Tsar Bell -
We came. We came with guitars.
After all, big beat, blues and rock 'n' roll
Bewitch us first blow.

And in the chest - a spark of electricity.
Caps in the snow - and torn louder.
Svistoplyas! Nice paganism.
I love time bells.