Текст песни В.Высоцкий - Чужая колея

Am

Himself to blame - and the tears pour,

Am E7

And ohayu -

E7

I got into another rut

E7 Am

Deep.

A7

I outlined my goals

A7 Dm

The choice itself,

Dm E7

And now out of the rut

E7 Am

Do not get out.

 

Dm Am

Steep slippery edge

Dm Am

It has this track.

 

Am Dm Am

I swear it paved -

Am Dm Am

Soon burst my patience,

Am Dm Am

And the bow like a schoolboy bad

Am E7 Am

Track - in a rut, with a track ...

 

But why me itching to do?

Sassy me!

Conditions, generally in a rut

Normal.

No knock, no pritret -

Do not complain.

You will want to move forward?

Please.

 

Failure is not in the food, drink

In this cozy rut

 

And I convinced myself alive -

Not one I hit her.

Keep it up! The wheel in the wheel!

And I shall reach wherever it.

 

That someone shouted not himself:

- Well, let me go! -

And he began to argue with the track

Foolishly.

It burned to the dispute to the bottom margin

The heat of the soul,

And flew valve

And the ear.

 

But he pokorezhil edge

And it became wider track.

 

Suddenly he breaks off the trail -

Crank dragged into a ditch,

That he could not us back, to interfere

By a strange track to pass.

 

That came to me the problem -

Starter seized.

Now she is not riding,

A fidgeting.

And it should be used to go out, push,

But there is a hurried -

Perhaps someone will drive -

And pull ...

 

I'm waiting in vain for reinforcements -

Strange this track.

 

Rasplevatsya to clay and rzhoy

On this same track a stranger -

The fact that I did myself deepened,

I hope in the back killed.

 

I broke into a cold sweat

Prior to the bones,

And I walked a little ahead

On Boards.

I look - blurred edge of streams

Spring,

They travel there from the track -

Salvation!

 

I mud from the tires spit

In another this track.

 

Hey, you're back! Do like me.

This means - no need for me.

Track this - only mine!

Get out of its rut.