Текст песни ШАНСОН БЕЗ ГРАНИЦ - А гитара поёт

A guitar sings
(music and lyrics by Yu. Tsaplin)

Monday - Saturday, then a day off.
And back to work. From work - home.
Past the low yards, I wander dark.
Someone has the death of loved ones, and someone has the spring.

CHORUS:
And the guitar sings on a frustrated note.
Her song is calling, as if looking for someone.
Just not him. Vicious circle.
Do not return the warmth of his hands.
But the guitar sings ... Maybe you will sing along?

Summer, autumn, winter ... Life will forgive the guitar.
From Perm to Tver the song instantly flies.
From Tver to Perm - a little bit for Russia.
Only here is not to return someone's life, not to return ...