Autumn Blues
slow blues
melancholic
[Вступление]
[Куплет] The autumn leaves are falling down,
Gray rain is falling on the town.
The birds have flown into the night,
And left me searching for the light.
[Предприпев] The cold wind's blowing through the door,
I cannot take this anymore.
My heart is heavy, longing deep,
With restless dreams I cannot sleep.
[Припев] Autumn blues are playing slow,
My soul has nowhere left to go.
Every single day's the same,
Lost inside this lonely game.
[Куплет] The coffee's growing cold and black,
There is no way to turn time back.
My thoughts are tangled in my head,
With words I wish I could have said.
[Предприпев] The heavy fog is creeping high,
Beneath this dark and silent sky.
I listen close, but cannot hear,
Just shadows slowly drawing near.
[Припев] Autumn blues are playing slow,
My soul has nowhere left to go.
Every single day's the same,
Lost inside this lonely game.
[Проигрыш]
[Мостик] Oh, listen to that guitar cry...
Underneath this stormy sky...
[Припев] Autumn blues are playing slow,
My soul has nowhere left to go.
Every single day's the same,
Lost inside this lonely game.
[Концовка] Yeah, these autumn blues...
Just the autumn blues...
(Rain outside my window...)
Cold rain... fading away.
[Куплет] The autumn leaves are falling down,
Gray rain is falling on the town.
The birds have flown into the night,
And left me searching for the light.
[Предприпев] The cold wind's blowing through the door,
I cannot take this anymore.
My heart is heavy, longing deep,
With restless dreams I cannot sleep.
[Припев] Autumn blues are playing slow,
My soul has nowhere left to go.
Every single day's the same,
Lost inside this lonely game.
[Куплет] The coffee's growing cold and black,
There is no way to turn time back.
My thoughts are tangled in my head,
With words I wish I could have said.
[Предприпев] The heavy fog is creeping high,
Beneath this dark and silent sky.
I listen close, but cannot hear,
Just shadows slowly drawing near.
[Припев] Autumn blues are playing slow,
My soul has nowhere left to go.
Every single day's the same,
Lost inside this lonely game.
[Проигрыш]
[Мостик] Oh, listen to that guitar cry...
Underneath this stormy sky...
[Припев] Autumn blues are playing slow,
My soul has nowhere left to go.
Every single day's the same,
Lost inside this lonely game.
[Концовка] Yeah, these autumn blues...
Just the autumn blues...
(Rain outside my window...)
Cold rain... fading away.
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