Текст песни Сергей Трофимов - Летним вечером

Am C F
Summer evening, quiet evening
      Gm6 A Dm
I went out to the stall tobacco.
        Dm6 Am
There's an old woman in a kerchief plaid
        Dm6 E
Christ's sake moolah beg.

         Am C F
   I gave her five tysch on, say, for lunch
         Gm6 A Dm
   Or Treat won fruits
       Dm6 Am
   She whispered to me in response:
       E Am
   "Won it is not set, then."

I say to her: "You should not have, Grandma, so
Look how people went somewhere.
If you live wisely, will all nishtyak,
A mad at us has increased.

   And that the money amassed devastation,
   So after we repent of old age. "
   And she answered all the same to me:
   "Won it is not set, then."

     Hm D G
And then I seemed to burst,
        Am6 H Em
I began to tell her grandmother suddenly,
        Em6 Hm
What, where you do not look, because one shit,
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What matters is time to tie.

            Hm D G
   What is in me, no matter how Ted,
          Am6 H Em
   Not find any good nor pity.
          Em6 Hm
   And in response to moan if my soul:
          F # Hm
   "Won it is not set, then."

   I went home, and she followed suit
   All I baptized so I wailed.
   And around it felts God's light,
   Tolley crimson sun sets.