Текст песни Трофимов Сергей - Полынья

Em d
I live in the capital of the snow-covered world
    C d
Two minutes from the brothel, three steps from the altar
Em d
In the hop of someone else's feast, I have long gone off the run
C am em
To be sober is worse than living

Chorus:
        Am g em
        Spreading the ribs light, I breathe in the air of winter
        Am d em
        And choke on bitter tears, like I drink vodka
        Am g em
        And I keep my hands wet, the edge of the savior of the ice
        Am d em
        But I fall off exhausted, right in the wormwood

In the capital in the cold, a royal roof rides
And a cold mind drinks broth from teraflu
And the verses hung in prose on pasted posters
Last year's melodrama "I Love You"

Chorus.

The whole is entangled, ringed by a white ribbon of highways
I wanted to breathe freely and decided to run away from everyone
Only the ice of the lead river melted closer to midnight
And it’s not a sin to roam the water

Chorus.