Текст песни Щелокова - Коньячная

the author of the words is Ekaterina Ageeva

Em F # Hm
My kitchen floor is decorated with cognac puddle
Em F # Hm
 It’s not scary, of course, but you know, this is impossible next.
 
C Em C Em
Call and whisper that from now on you are no longer needed ...
 C am h7
Alas, for you nobility is someone else's path.

 An astringent smell now rises from the floor
 Shards of a bottle stuck in shards of love ...
 But it’s not bad for us in the early stages,
 Under the gentle sun and in the rustle of the first grass.

Am h7
The sky of my expectations has something too big to pay:
Am h7
 Everywhere dead hollow looks, muffled aromas.
Em h7
I'm tired of not cursing alone, but thinking obscenities.
C Am H7
 Sterile cotton is not enough for such a bleeding wound.
Am em
In the meantime, I am arranging wine glasses to forget, I say: "Well, drink it!"
Am h7
From you to me - only the border. From me to you no less.

 My poor nerves crack at the seams under the chords
 A cognac puddle creeps to the legs near the chair.
 Calling again, with a loud pathos you shout to me: "Bitch!"
 And a bitch, with a sigh, slowly taking away all the cognac ...