Текст песни Джем - Чёрный Шут

Am
Smoky was my day,
F E
A night filled with wine.
Dm
I wore a mask of evil,
F E
Leaving yourself for later.
And a voice croaks, laughing,
And the gray sky in the eyes.
My just one last chance -
I grew up in a distorting mirror.
Am E Am
Black Jester, another glass -
F G
I shout from the bar.
Dm
Life is no longer a means
F E
And the strings of your guitar.
Let night tavern today
It will be paradise or hell.
It so happened that for many
Nothing is no longer necessary.
On the stage is a glass,
Draught disperse the smoke.
And someone tired groan
Picks, left alone.
We have nothing more to share,
On the death of the bill paying,
I have forgotten how to live,
With just forgot himself.
Black Jester, another glass -
I shout from the bar.
Life is no longer a means
And the strings of your guitar.
Let night tavern today
It will be paradise or hell.
It so happened that for many
Nothing is no longer necessary.
The last note was trembling,
In the night disappearing shadow.
Who can say that I'm still alive -
Smelling ashes days.
I am a night person rented
In cold water mirror,
And the black polished quartz -
My reflection everywhere.
And black buffoon, another glass -
I shout from the bar.
Life is no longer a means
And the strings of your guitar.
Let night tavern today
It will be paradise or hell.
It so happened that for many
Nothing is no longer necessary.
Black Jester, glass More ...