Текст песни Зимовье зверей - Никого, кроме Ницше

Em (VII)
I sing on tape
Am (V)
Old songs your friends
Memorize their phones
D9 (x54555) Em (VII)
To finish singing these songs together
I multiply strange tales
On faulty typewriter
And travel along to the junction
Without even noticing the error
With G
My job I just blow off the dust with a sheet
With G
And go to the places where dreams instead of emptiness
With G
My routes are simple - I chop off bridges
With H7
My job as an empty world in which there is no sense

[ as in the intro , but once]

I watch the drama
In its not very logical niche
I know exactly what it means & quot; other & quot;
And do not love anyone except Nietzsche
Do not get around in dreams without prophecies
A reality - what you want, then you will find it
Of all the friends I solitudes
I choose - where ponadezhnee
My job I just blow off the dust with a sheet
And go to the places where the words emptiness
My routes are simple - I set fire to the tails
My job as an empty life, which does not make sense

[ as in the intro ] under it :
To the pain does not make sense , there is only the will , the will and the pain

I sing on tape
New songs your friends
I forget their phones
To forget these songs together
Of all the friends I solitudes
I choose the one that is closer to me
And again she was lying because , among other things ,
That do not love anyone , even Nietzsche
My job I just blow off the dust with a sheet
And go to places where there is no chance of a hundred
My routes are simple - I chop off bridges
My job is empty as you, which does not make sense