Текст песни Булат Окуджава - Песня о дураках

C G7
Anton Pavlovich Chekhov once said,
                                     C
What a clever loves to learn, but a fool - to teach.
                                     G7
How many fools in my life I have met -
                              C
It is high time I have to get the order.

Fools love to gather in a flock,
In front of the main - in all its glory.
As a child, I believed [1], that one day I will arise,
And fools no - flew it!

              Am Dm
Oh, my childhood dreams, what a mistake,
             E7 Am
What are the clouds I foolishly vital!
                              Dm
Nature has an insidious smile on his lips -
           Am E7 Am
Apparently, something I did not calculate.

              C (G7) G7
A clever alone walking in circles,
                                 C
He appreciates solitude above [2] all.
                                 G7
And its so easy to take with his bare hands -
                                C
Soon they povylovyat one and all.

When will all of them povylovyat, come era
Which is not to invent and describe.
With smart - troublesome, with the fool - it is bad.
It should be something in between, but where is it from?

              Am Dm
Fool be advantageous, but not very desirable.
             E7 Am
Smart like, but end smashing ...
                                Dm
At the mouth of the insidious nature on prophecy.
                   Am E7 Am
But maybe someday find the average?