Текст песни ДМЦ cover - За ветхою избой

For dilapidated hut
Em ------------------ C -----------------
Behind the years ahead of the summer.
G ------------------- D ------------------
And it is not like the old, but not so
Manit way away. Probably not soon
Go lonely on the road to the house.
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There, where a dilapidated hut in the lime grove sleeping spring.
The song she sings the nightingale, the song is free but it is sad.
For a long time I was not in those places, but often see them in my sleep.
And I heard - the song of the nightingale, as if praying for me.

I see a wonderful dream -
At the table, oak collect other
Father say a word ...
In oven mother
With miloyu ... In my sorrow
And I told them from the doorway: "What? Go not wait? "

Where for dilapidated hut
The lime grove sleeping spring.
The song she sings nightingale
Yes, it hurt the song is sad.
For a long time I was not in those places,
But often I see them in my sleep
And I heard - the song of the nightingale,
Like a prayer for me ...