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НЕОФИЦИАЛЬНАЯ СТРАНИЦА
НЕформального бард-социума города Пермь
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Борис Гребенщиков
Песни и табы
(p)1990
- 1. Radio Sileпсе
It suddenly feels like a new year
Like I'm a million miles away from here
I can see some kind of light here,
Although I won't name it.
I want to talk about moonlight.
I want to talk about wild child, you know
That real wild one, dancing alone
In the middle of the whirlpool
Spinning tales about silence
About radio silence
About some kind of asylum
In the middle of an empty filed field full of danger
It's strange I don't feel like I'm stranger
I feel like I belong here
I feel like I'be been waiting for a long time
And now I can tell you some stories
Stories about madman
Stories about dream-child
You know that, real wild one
Who dances alone
In the middle of the whirlpool
And I can tell you about silence
About radio silence
About some kind of asylum
In the middle of an empty filed field full of danger
If you want it.
Boris Grebenshikov - vocals, electric guitar
David A. Stewart - electric guitar
Olle Romo - drums, synclavier
2. The Postcard
Проигрыш: характерным песне ритмом: F#m,D,F#m,Hm
F#m
D
This is a postcard
F#m
Hm
Saying I'm alright in this beautiful city
F#m
D
This is a phon call
F#m
Hm
Saying, yes, I am sleeping alone here
G(III)
D
But the telephone lines are cut
Hm
F#m
My hands can't hold the paper
F#m
C
D
You are on my mind
Nobody knows your name here,
Except when the moon is out
And then they toss in their sleep далее test
Искренне Ваши,
Сергей Леонтьев и Гнездо
* - А почему нет, кстати ;-)
Марина М.
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