Текст песни Владимир Бочаров - Исповедь сторожевого пса

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Am H7 Em
 My father was one of those who walked at will
 Am H7 Em
 Fangs and feed in the forest and in the field
 Am D G C
 And I'm sitting in a cage, and like cattle in a pen
 Am H7 Em
 I vagrants keeper to the restricted area.

 I'm in it withers, and anger in batyu
 The free spirit of the relatives I have not squandered here
 Lost their nerve yesterday, I became angry something
 Or work is not one suchaya work.

 A hand to the forest area of ​​the lodge
 But how to get me back and it has its own laws.
 I'm just a dog for them, but on the red suit
 Cover your father beat Ponte vain.

 But no more of my powers to protect the thorn
 Yesterday uchudil all life suchey.
 So howled at the moon from wounds
 I woke foreman, shuganul protection.

 But how much can scare those in robes close
 It has become the life of me, I do not relish legs need
 There in the forest as it is to put all the boys
 And they understand il tear, but the legs do not.

 And as if from the heavens upon me luck
 All of a sudden leap straight into the forest through the cordon
 And I was off the leash, saying: & quot; Come Polkasha! & Quot;
 I flashed fangs, well, they say: & quot; Will your ... & quot;

 And I ran after him like a hope for
 Feeling the adrenaline already on top of the clothes
 You're not boysya.Teper both of us in disgrace.
 You have to imagine th to him and remember what was the name.