Текст песни Вячеслав Бутусов - Песня идущего домой

Am F
I went to his home, I was walking on wet puddles,
      Dm G
On a slippery pavement, snow kurtyuzhil feet
               Am F Dm G
A wet snow was falling, and I was going home,
            Am F Dm G
In the winter garden, on an empty street.
                 C F C F
He walked beside me, spying on me,
                   Am E (m) Am
He follows me stare, silent convoy.
          Dm E (m) Am
And here I am standing on the edge of the snow,
               Dm E (m) Am
From the sky falling snow means the sky is so necessary

                   Am F Dm G
It is hard to believe - I returned home

You opened my door, the snow came after me
C F C F
Suddenly, the snow melted - I saw you
            Am E (m) Am
On the eve of leaving only the rain
             Dm E (m) Am
We takes the oars river flowing waves
                 Dm E (m) Am
As if someone had opened all the celestial cranes
              Dm E (m) Am
We are standing on the edge, on the edge of a waterfall
               Dm E (m) Am
From the sky pours water, then the sky is so necessary