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CHORUS
Boris Grebenshikov - vocals David A. Stewart - guitars Olle Romo - drums, synclavier Siobhan Stewart - back vocals Sasha Titov - bass Patrick Seymour - keyboards
- 6. That voice agaiп
I hear that voice again I hear that voice again
Seems so simple now Now that sky is clear Maybe the road was tough But at last we're here I've nothing to hide from you Nothing to explain Just this vision of broken wind And the raven cries in pain
I hear that voice again I hear that voice again
If darkness surrounds you I'll be the fire To guard your sleep If there's nothing to stand on I will lay myself beneath your feet I will show the world to you And this will have no stain Just hold me now Hold me close Don't let me go But close your eyes And look away
I hear that voice again
Boris Grebenshikov - vocals David A. Stewart - guitars Olle Romo - drums, synclavier Billy Mckenzie - haunting vocals Patrick Seymour - keyboards Darryl Way - violin
7. Молодые львы
Вступление:(G*,G*,G*,G/D,G/C) 3-4 раза, G*,G/D,G/C
G* Когда в городе станет темно, G/D G/C Когда ветер дует с Невы. G* Екатерина смотрит в окно, G/D G/C За окном идут молодые львы.
G* Они не знают, что значит зима, G/D G/C Они танцуют, они свободны от наших потерь!
G/C F#m Em Им нечего делать с собой сейчас, G/C G/D Они войдут, когда Екатерина откроет им дверь!
G/C G/D G* А что нужно молодым львам? G/C G/D G* G/Em Что нужно молодым льва- ам, G/C Когда весь мир готовится лечь к их ногам,
G/D D,*,D,G/D Им нечего делать сейчас!
Проигр.: G*,G/D,G/C,G/D
G* G/D Но я не скажу им не слова, G/C G/D D *,D,G/D Я не приму этот бой потому, что это не бой. G* G/D Все равно, все, что сделано нами, останется светлым, G/C G/D D *,D,G/D Все равно, все, что было моим, возьмет себе кто-то другой!
G* G/D Так вот вкус наших побед, G/C G/D D,*,D,G/D Вот зелень нашей травы. G* G/D Екатерина смотрит в окно, G/C G/D За окном продолжают идти G* G/D G/C
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- Young lions
When the city falls into dark, When the wind blows from the Neva River Caterine stands by the window Watching as the young lions go by
They don't know what "Winter" means They are dancing They are free from our losses And they do not know what to do with themselves right now And they will enter when Caterine opens the door
And what do young lions want ? What do young lions want ? When the world's getting ready to fall at their feet And they've got nothing to do right now
But I won't say a word to them I won't accept the challenge Because it's not a battle Everything that we've done Will still remain bright And everything that was mine Will still go to somebody else
So, such is the taste of our victories Such is the green of grass Caterine still stands by the window And down there the young lions are still marching... Young lions Young lions Young lions
Boris Grebenshikov - vocals, guitar David A. Stewart - electric guitar Olle Romo - drums, synclavier Chucho Merchan - bass
8. Fields Of My Lovе
Hello sweet victory So nice meeting you here Mmm, mmm So strange when you think about it I never did anything out of my way I just strayed...
Out in the fields of my love Out in the fields of my love Out in the fields of my love
G H7 Em Well met and thank you
C D I'm glad you taught me so well
G D G It was fun being around for a while
D C So sad you have to stay here
G Hm E Am Or, can you spread out your wings and fly
C with me...
G Am C Out to the fields of my love Out to the fields of my love Out to the fields of my love
- 9. Death of king Arthur
Of Lancelot du Lake Tell I no more But this by leave These ermytes seven. But still kynge Arthur Lieth there, and queen Guenever, As I you newyn.
And Monkes That are right of lore Who synge with moulded stewyn Ihesu, who hath wonders sore, Grant us the blyss of Heaven.
Boris Grebenshikov - vocals, acoustic guitar Olle Romo - drums, synclavier Piotr Troshenkov - drums Seva Gakkel - vocals Andrei Romanov - flute, vocals Sasha Titov - bass
- 10. Real slow todaу
This is a dangerous tale Of oxygen and flame Tale of ru
CHORUS: Things go
And these ladies are laughing at me Can I join the fun ? I know I'm haunted, keeps the flame bright I guess I can say I'm all right Just burning arrow stuck in my heart Well, anyway...
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And some people say that We shouldn't cross this line But there is no line Only the sky I want to see you smile Want to feel us get up and fly Shouldn't we ?
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Boris Grebenshikov - vocals, guitar David A. Stewart - million guitars Olle Romo - drums, synclavier A
- 11. Mother
This city is on fire tonight Sweet forest fire silent and unseen The sleepers awaken Your eyes are not open I know you're smiling at me Some people say you're not here anymore But your trees stand proud And laugh and let them pass So mischievous and holy And this is a question I'll never want to ask
There's a moon out there and she wants to be growing There's a river down here and she wants to be back to the sea I am your child, mother Crying to be consoled I recognize you now Do you recognize me ?
There's a part of me that wants to be silent Immersed in your movement Stung by your grace And here is your song, and I'll sing it I'm coming home I've newer been away
There's a moon out there and she wants to be growing There's a river down here and she wants to be back to the sea I am your child, mother Crying for you to console me Now that I know you Do you recognize me ?
There's a moon out there and she wants to be growing There's a river down here and she wants to be back to the sea I am your child, mother Crying to be consoled Now that I know you Recognize me ?
Boris Grebenshikov - vocals, guitar David A. Stewart - guitar Olle Romo - drums, synclavier A
Китай А.Вертинский
G A D И вот мне приснилось, что сердце мое не болит.
G A D Оно - колокольчик фарфоровый в желтом Китае.
Hm A D На пагоде пестрой висит и тихонько звенит.
G A D В эмалевом небе дразня журавлиные стаи.
И кроткая девушка в платье из красных шелков, Где золотом вышиты осы, цветы и драконы. С поджатыми ножками, тихо, без мыслей, без слов, Внимательно слушает легкие, легкие звоны.
- Сhiпа
And then I dreamt that my heart does not ache anymore It is a small bell, hanging in yellow China On slender pagoda it hangs and quietly chimes, Teasing flocks of cranes in the enamel sky.
And modest girl in dress of red silks With gold-embroidered wasps, flowers and dragons Her legs tucked underneath her; quietly; without thoughts, without words; Is attentively listening to this peaceful chiming.
Boris Grebenshikov - vocals, guitar
- Перевод с английского Михаила Гладкова.
Москва 1994
- Радио-тишина
Такое чувство, что вдруг наступил Новый год Унося меня за миллионы миль отсюда И я вижу какой-то свет там И я не могу дать ему имени.
Я хочу поговорить о лунном сиянии Я хочу поговорить о диком ребенке, Ты знаешь - тот ребенок-дикарь, Танцующий в одиночку посреди водоворота.