Текст песни Игорь Белый - Болото

Come out of the forest at sunset, and there Em Am7 H7 Em
Lonely marsh aging temple. Am7 D9 G
I won’t give it to anyone, f # f
Yes, no one asks. Em am
Look in passing as the trail went down, Em Am7 H7 Em
And for the long winter to have enough heat, Am7 D9 G
Remember how Am7 H7 C9 sailed over the swamp
Lonely blue. Am7 H7 Em

If there is watermark in these rugged lands,
He sits on a visit in the evenings of the summer,
Persuades forget about business
And hits the ground with a hat.
And when summer hides in a fox hole
A water fisherman and a goblin stand in the Jurassic
So that at night in the cold wind
Meet the new fall.

And the swamp will drag on a crust of ice
Under which trouble lies inaudibly
For the one who is here once
He looked in passing;
To this brown land of longing and guilt
Where sunrises are rare and sunsets are red
Where the swamp on one side
But on the other - not a swamp.

10/14/96,
Moscow, Pechatniki