Текст песни Борис Катковский - ст. А. Холина - Сумасшедший

Poems: Alexandra Kholina
Melody: Boris Katkovsky

CRAZY

Am (V) Em
I'm alive! I am not sleeping! But around voices, voices
Am (V) Em
as Joan of Arc was heard everywhere an angelic voice.
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I hoarse to the people:
G (III) Am (V)
- Wake up! After all, there will be a thunderstorm!
Darkness will rise
and replace the equator with a pole!

But it's quiet around.
Not to see anyone, not to hear.
People hid -
some to the theater, some to the barn, some to the bunk.
The only friend!
maybe you can find me?
And I see: they carry
my body is in the commissars' coffin.

I was living in reality
with the Bolshevik desire - to take away ?!
And this is not a dream
what is ready to develop into nightmares ?!
Who am I calling?
Crazy Motherland?
I'm alive! I'm funny!
And the orderlies are carrying me to wash.

But I'm alive! I am not sleeping! And around voices, voices,
as Joan of Arc was heard everywhere an angelic voice.
I hoarse to the people:
- Wake up! After all, there will be a thunderstorm!
Darkness will rise
and replace the equator with a pole!