Текст песни Смысловые Галлюцинации - Мгновения

Introduction: Hm | Hm F # | Hm | Hm F #

   Hm Em F # 7 Hm F # 7
Do not think of seconds down,
  Hm A Am H7
The time will come, he will understand, I guess.
    Em A7 D G
they whistle like a bullet to his temple,
    Em F # 7
Moments, moments, moments.

At every moment of his reason,
Its bells own mark.
Moment there was: someone - a shame,
Who - blaspheme, and to whom - immortality.

   Hm Em
From tiny moments woven rain,
                A7 Am H7
Flowing water from heaven common.
  Em A7 D G
And you, at times, almost half his life waiting,
   Em F # 7
When it comes your moment.

It will come much as a sip,
A drink of water in the heat of summer.
But in general, you just have to remember the debt
From the first to the last moments.

Moments compressed into years,
Moments compressed into centuries.
And I do not understand sometimes,
Where the first moments, where the last.

Do not think of seconds down,
The time will come, he will understand, I guess.
they whistle like a bullet to his temple,
Moments, moments, moments.

    Hm F # 7 Hm F # 7 Hm F # 7 Hm
Moments ...