Текст песни Вадим Курылёв - Тонкая игра

Am
Decayed in the depths of sleep
F
It seemed a ray came back from space,
          Dm
Spun and poured a stream of wine
           F
Past glasses and bowls right on the table.
           Am
I see I'm too happy to feel the color
           F
With a calm smile opened the window
           G
It would be better without me, the poet decided. -
F dm f
All whom I loved have long gone ...
              Dm
Gone a long time ago!
E7 Am F Dm G
Ashes downwind stone to the bottom
                     Am F Dm G
Screaming in the sky: give one more
             Am F Dm G
New torture - eyes on knives,
                 F dm g
The second attempt is exactly the same life! ..

With his head under the book - to his own executioner
Behind the line is a string of fresh zinc into the blood
On the surface of death prayers do not cry
Headlines, like life, do not bother.
Wax figures come to the house.
Finally, catch eye movement
Talk to you and keep quiet
How many of us are left here today ...
We are left!

Ashes in the wind, stone to the bottom,
Screaming in the sky: give one more
New torture - eyes on knives,
The second attempt is exactly the same life! ..

           E7
In this world guests still leave
        Am
Take a walk and have a drink and eat,
          G
To unravel the winds to sail,
          F
To die and love, fly in the clouds ...
               Am
Horse hair, sweet moan,
           F
Hot glass will sparkle
                  G
In the lamp, the last love flashes newt
               F Dm F Dm
Life in the balance - a subtle game

Ashes in the wind, stone to the bottom,
Screaming in the sky: give one more
Sweet torture - eyes on knives,
The second attempt ...