Текст песни Гужевая Повозка - Дочь рыбака

C # Fm A # m
You are the daughter of an unknown fisherman
D # m7 G # C # G #
On the shores of the harsh Norwegian sea.
You are in love with a madman and a fool -
Here is the beginning of one of the most entertaining stories.

And my father is a pastry chef and a miser
on someone's hump into a happy life from drove.
C # G # A # m
But until you know where he lives
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I will enjoy your lively laugh.

Am # F A # m
At the very end of the earth
C # G # C #
Born for that love
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what was not in the world,
Dm # 7 C # G # => F
not at all those whom we so cherished.
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In the middle of two hills
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No stars or shores to be seen
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There is only distance and seines
Dm # 7 G #
And the faces of the poor fishermen (and the faces of the sleepy fishermen!)

The windows of the village are thoughtful and empty.
Only an abandoned hamlet flickers with a false light.
There, making his way through the thickets and bushes,
Your friend has been chatting with a visiting poet all night.

And your bully is drunk again.
however, I don't think it's worth pitying him.
How could he throw at your feet
Anything other than the waves of this sea?

Tell me, well, what did you find in him?
Why do you cherish these inventions?
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Not better than "Takk" and "Ha de bra"!
For miles, miles, overflows ...
There are many proud horses,
But only one is always ready for him
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Break both the nose and two ribs
Dm # 7 G #
To make only you happy.
C #
You are happy.

C # G # C # G #

Everybody is scheduling cases for late October.
For a month you sewed night shirts for the fair.
Tomorrow I will go there with my father,
To sell flour products at a higher price.
You will give me one questioning look.
And as long as the old man turns his back, I'll give you a roll.
And the day after tomorrow already come back,
Wander through the wet autumn alleys again.

Three more months will pass.
Everyone will be rewarded according to their faith.
A # m Fm F #
But empires collapse
And the sea still flows.
Let the fisherman rise.
Or the pastry chef will break off.
A # m Fm F #
And the wedding will be at its best
Both god morgen and god dag (but this is unlikely, since ...)

You are only the daughter of an unknown fisherman
On the shores of the harsh Norwegian sea.
You are in love with a madman and a fool -
Here is the beginning of one of the most entertaining stories.

March (16-20) 2014.