Текст песни Игорь Белый - Посвящение ёлке Анфисе

Parses the Christmas tree, Am Dm7
Christmas tree knows that evil and that mercy, G7 C
And there is no sense of it now - Dm 032320 054530 054540
So much snow piled up on the soul. Dm 032,320 X65650 E7

But this ball that arched chilly, a # A7 D
The colors of my childhood with his brother. 054 540 F # Hm
On solemn Elkin foot D E7 C # m F #
His mother wore once. Hm7 E7 A E7

Starting in February, and all the needles
Whether snow covered with snow, or dust.
we bought a bell with you,
Well, bump friends gave us.

This ball almost did not weigh,
Green above, below carmine color.
You were nine or ten years,
Are you sick of measles and scarlet fever.

This tree because we have chosen themselves,
And it is from January to Old Believers
Defending our thin branches,
All snowflakes took to heart.

Sweep the floor near the wall and shelves,
Only the far corner me invisible,
Where the needle met needles,
With live there for a year between parketin.

02/02/97,
Moscow