Текст песни Сергеев Леонид - А в стране дураков

Leonid Sergeev Fools Country

         Em Am Em
And in a country fool left,
       Em H7 Em
All have come to us to take a walk, relax.
     Em Am Em
And we, as always, the darkness and fatigue,
     Em H7 Em
And we have all the way through, but where the path?

  H7 Em H7 Em
 Eh! Under heavy sigh slap the glass,
      E7 Am E7 Am
     Himself God himself pan itself.
               H7 C
     The per capita climbed there - dark wood,
                Am H7 Em
     In the hollow of the forest, in a hollow heat.

And we have the afternoon with fire,
And in the dark without a candle,
Warms in cold and withering in the water.
And around melteshat mostly men
And less and less normal people.

A fool does not return to the country,
They are now without our either there or here.
And sigh bass, twisted curls in the wind
And it remains in the war to win as always.