Текст песни Юрий Кукин - А я еду за туманом

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I see. This quaint, very strange,
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But this much I finished crank.
I chase, I chase the fog,
And with him, I did not cope.
E Am
People are referred cases, people go for the money,
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Run away from resentment and from melancholy.
Em Am
And I'm going, and I'm going for the fog,
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Over the fog and the smell of the taiga.

You know, it's just very simple,
For someone who has once left.
You imagine that it is hot, very sharply -
Mountains, sun, fir, songs and rain.
And let me full full full of suitcases for the journey -
Memory, sadness, unpaid debts.
And I'm going. and I'm going for the fog,
For the dreams and the smell of the taiga.