Текст песни Сергей Трофимов - Пыль-дорога

Em Em / g Am Hm7 Em
Give me to drink water spring,
    Em / g Am D Em
Teach me what the dawn is born.
        Em / g Am Hm7 Em
Let me go through the sky cornflower blue,
       Em / g Am D Em
To see how sighs mists land.

Em Em / g Am Hm7 Em
Neck cross, but scrip Peremyotnoye
         Em / g Am D Em
Shoulders do not pull, and the soul is not ashamed to be a saint.
     Em / g Am Hm7 Em
And the azure expanse still calls me
     Em / g Am D C
Commanded good things, so wondrous beauty.
           Am
My God, I'm tired!

    Em Am C
   Dust-road, a vague anxiety,
     Em Am C
   I still have a little way to the end.
          Em Am C
   On the rocks centuries under the whip lash yes
   Em Am C
   I'm going to dawn - only to walk.

I give away his treasure to the poor drunks,
Maybe one of them I remember his in a tavern.
In Russia, the soul is always Bride,
With the crucifixion that the tavern comes light.
My God, I'm tired!

   Dust-road, a vague anxiety,
   I still have a little way to the end.
   On the rocks centuries under the whip lash yes
   I'm going to dawn - only to walk.