Текст песни Вадим и Валерий Мищуки - Хандра

HM C # am h7
No one hears me, I sing alone in emptiness.
Em Am Em G D7 G
Guitar dusk pegs, mi-ilaya doesn't write me
F # 7 F Em F # 7 H7
Does not write, does not write in its simplicity.
A9 F9 EM6 A A6 D7 +
Perhaps about our lovely one knows one thing
G C # F # Hm
That the sea is full of the bowl and every night movie.
H7 E A7 D7 +
Where does she know from being distant that there was a hole in trawl,
G7 C # 7 F # ​​7 HM
And in the morning under the cahacy maclot on the ship crawled the Kandra.

Kandra hangs on guys, clutched in the pen steering
On the throat knits a bow, whines the sweet creant
About how beautiful is the native land.

Fishing a wide fishing knife for fishing belly
And the mail went on rumors, and Seiner, alas, do not come back,
Only the CEP is all chop someone, yes on top shouting "not drifting!"
But also, Handrea is exhausted, ready to fall into the drift.

And the fish as the wind blew, and the fish has bothered and the trail.
A shark danced on the deck, the cheekbar will throw
Nor a plan, no paw, nor happiness in life.

Guitar in his cabin of old friends to Colon,
And in the smoking pair, we will treat Handra.
Strong savory tea, tube with tobacco,
And until the morning endless northern speaking.

And in the morning of the Starpoma Glodka to everyone with all the "Avral!"
And the trawl winch pulls full trawl.
Towards him with sobs in the brilliance of steel winding
Kandra will slip over the slip and will not pop up.

No one hears me .....