Текст песни Яна Айнсанова - Сны мотыльков

Dreams Motalka
Music, Words, Guitar, Voice - Yana Ainsanova

A (V) ABM (IV)
Up, here will break the trail
D (X)
Swallow in hand
D Dm.
Knipped by fire leaf
A (V) ABM (IV)
Century is not a lot of sweet dreams
D (X)
They are like moths
E (XII) E
Burn on the outcome of the night
F # M (ii) C # M (IV)
But while they sing
A.
Flowing in the dark
C.
I can dance at the edge
F # C #
The ashes will carry the dawn
E C # M
My dream sings, dying
G # M g # 7
Umiye
A (V) ABM (IV)
Look at us, but you don't need to touch
D Dm.
At the moth on the wings poison
A ABM (IV) D DM
Light, light, morning dance breaks
A (V) ABM (IV) D (x)
No words, all the words burned, my joy
DM (X)
All words burned, my joy .. pain
F # M C # M
Pain is just a dream
A C.
Dreams disappear in the morning
F # M C # M E
If the moth do not sang you
F # M C # M E
If the moth got to your hand
F # M C # M E F # M