Наши любимые песни

Moody blues- Nights in White Satin
Em D Em D
Nights in white satin never reaching the end
C G F Em
Letters I've written never meaning to send
Em D Em D
Beauty I'd always missed with these eyes before
C G F Em
Just what the truth is I can't say anymore
CHORUS
A C
Cause I love you, yes I love you
Em D Em D
Ohhh how I love you
Gazing at people, some hand in hand
Just what I'm going through they can't understand
Some try to tell me thoughts they cannot defend
Just what you want to be, you'll be in the end
CHORUS Solo:
|Em |D |C |B7
|Em |D |C |B7
|Em |C |Em |C |
|Am |B7 |Am |B7
|Em |D |C |Em |
- Born To Be Wild -

MRS. ROBINSON (Simon & Garfunkle)

E7 A D G C Am E7 D
De de de de de de de de de de de de de

D G Em
CHORUS: And here's to you Mrs. Robinson
| G Em C Am D
| Jesus loves you more thnan you will know, wo wo wo
| D G Em
| God bless you please Mrs. Robinson
| G Em C Am
| Heaven holds a place for those who pray, hey hey hey

E7
We'd like to know a little bit about you for our files
A
We'd like to help you learn to help yourself
D G C Am
Look around you all you see are sympathetic eyes
E7 D
Stroll around the grounds until you feel at home

CHORUS

E7
Hide it in a hiding place where no one ever goes
A
Put it in your pantry with your cupcakes
D G C Am
It's a little secret just the Robinsons' afair
E7 D
Most of all you've got to hide it from the kids

Koo koo ka choo Mrs. Robinson - CHORUS

E7
Sitting on a sofa on a Sunday afternoon
A
Going to the candidates debate
D G C Am
Laugh about it shout about it when you've got to choose
E7 D
Any way you look at it you lose

D G Em
Where have you gone Joe DiMaggio
G Em C Am D
A nation turns its lonely eyes to you, woo woo woo
D G Em
What's that you say Mrs. Robinson
G Em C Am E7
Joltin' Joe has left and gone away, hey hey hey, hey hey hey

- Born To Be Wild -

Nostalgie on se ressemble
Tu es tendre, moi aussi
Nostalgie je pense à elle
Je l'appelle dans la nuit

Elle vivait là-bas
Au pays du froid
Où le vent sauvage
M'apporte un regard
Il neigeait l'hiver
Il pleuvait du bleu
Et l'été joli, Nostalgie
Nostalgie on se ressemble
C'est décembre ton pays
Nostalgie, tu joues tzigane
Sur la gamme de l'oubli

Elle avait envie
De brûler sa vie
Sous un vrai printemps
Elle avait vingt ans
Elle a pris la mer
Vers un ciel plus clair
Me laissant le gris,
Nostalgie

Un amour d'hiver
Le ciel à l'envers
C'était la folie
Nostalgie

Parfois sur la mer
Quand la nuit est claire
Son prénom revit
Nostalgie Nostalgie Nostalgie

ftp://ftp.uar.net/pub/music/Collection/J

Ты меня на рассвете разбудишь,
проводить необутая выйдешь.
Ты меня никогда не забудешь.
Ты меня никогда не увидишь.

Заслонивши тебя от простуды,
я подумаю: "Боже всевышний!
Я тебя никогда не забуду.
Я тебя никогда не увижу".

Эту воду в мурашках запруды,
это Адмиралтейство и Биржу
я уже никогда не забуду
и уже никогда не увижу.

Не мигают, слезятся от ветра
безнадежные карие вишни.
Возвращаться — плохая примета.
Я тебя никогда не увижу.

Даже если на землю вернемся
мы вторично, согласно Гафизу,
мы, конечно, с тобой разминемся.
Я тебя никогда не увижу.

И окажется так минимальным
наше непониманье с тобою
перед будущим непониманьем
двух живых с пустотой неживою.

И качнется бессмысленной высью
пара фраз, залетевших отсюда:

"Я тебя никогда не забуду.
Я тебя никогда не увижу".

Андрей Вознесенский.САГА. 1982

http://dsvv.rbcmail.ru/Yunona.mp3

Жили-были на море -
Это значит плавали,
Курс держали правильный, слушались руля.
Заходили в гавани -
Слева ли, справа ли -
Два красивых лайнера, судна, корабля:

Белоснежнотелая,
Словно лебедь белая,
В сказочно-классическом плане, -
И другой - он в тропики
Плавал в черном смокинге -
Лорд - трансатлантический лайнер.

Ах, если б ему в голову пришло,
Что в каждый порт уже давно
влюбленно,
Спешит к нему под черное крыло
Стремительная белая мадонна!

Слезы льет горючие
В ценное горючее
И всегда надеется в тайне,
Что, быть может, в Африку
Не уйдет по графику
Этот недогадливый лайнер.

Ах, если б ему в голову взбрело,
Что в каждый порт уже давно
влюбленно
Прийти к нему под черное крыло
Опаздывает белая мадонна!

Кораблям и поздняя
Не к лицу коррозия,
Не к лицу морщины вдоль белоснежных крыл,
И подтеки синие
Возле ватерлинии,
И когда на смокинге левый борт подгнил.

Горевал без памяти
В доке, в тихой заводи,
Зол и раздосадован крайне,
Ржавый и взъерошенный
И командой брошенный,
В гордом одиночестве лайнер.

А ей невероятно повезло:
Под танго музыкального салона
Пришла к нему под черное крыло -
И встала рядом белая мадонна!

В.Высоцкий- 1974 г.

http://www.kulichki.net/vv/audio/ram/zhili-byli-na-more

Élisa, Élisa, Élisa
Saute-moi au cou
Élisa, Élisa, Élisa
Cherche-moi des poux
Enfonce bien les ongles
Et tes doigts délicats
Dans la jungle
De mes cheveux,Lisa

Élisa, Élisa, Élisa
Saute moi au cou
Élisa, Élisa, Élisa
Cherche-moi des poux
Fais-moi quelques anglaises
Et la raie au milieu
On a treize, quatorze ans à
Nous deux

Élisa, Élisa, Élisa
Les autres on s'en fout
Élisa, Élisa, Élisa
Rien que toi, moi, nous
Tes vingt ans, mes quarante
Si tu crois que cela
Me tourmente
Ah non vraiment, Lisa

Élisa, Élisa, Élisa
Saure moi au cou
Élisa, Élisa, Élisa
Cherche moi des poux
Enfonce bien les ongles
Et tes doigts délicats
Dans la jungle
De mes cheveux, Lisa

Serge Gainsbourg, 1969 г.
http://sons.elsalunghini.free.fr/Elisa.mp3

Sound of Silence

H[Am]ello darkness my old fri[G]end,
I've come to talk with you ag[Am]ain.
Because a vi[C]sion softl[F]y creep[C]ing
Left it's seed while I w[F]as sleep[C]ing,
And the vis[F]ion that was planted in my br[C]ain
Still rem[Am]ains
Wit[C]hin the s[G]ounds of si[Am]lence.

In restless dreams I walked alone,
Narrow streets of cobble stone.
'Neath the halo of a street lamp,
I turned my collar to the cold and damp,
When my eyes were stabbed by the flash of a neon light
That split the night
And touched the sounds of silence.

And in the naked light I saw
Ten thousand people, maybe more.
People talking without speaking,
People hearing without listening,
People writing songs that voices never shared,
And no one dared
Disturb the sounds of silence.

"Fools!" said I, "you do not know,
Silence like a cancer grows.
Hear my words that I might teach you,
Take my arms that I might reach you."
But my words like silent raindrops fell...
And echoed in the wells of silence.

And the people bowed and prayed
To the neon gods they made.
And the sign flashed out its warning,
In the words that it was forming,
And the sign said, "The words of the prophets are written on the subway walls
And tenement halls."
And whispered in the sounds of silence.

- Born To Be Wild -

Пепел Клааса стучит в моё сердце...

"Машина Времени" Памяти В.Высоцкого

 Em
Я разбил об асфальт
                              Am
Расписные стеклянные детские замки

Стала тверже рука
                                H7
и изысканней слог, и уверенней шаг
         Em
Только что-то не так если страшно молчит,
                        Am
Растерявшись, толпа у Таганки
                 C
Если столько цветов
                Hm                   Em
Бесполезных цветов, в бесполезных руках

И тогда я решил убежать, обвести, обмануть обнаглевшее время,
Я явился тайком в те места, куда вход для меня воспрещен,
Я стучался в тот дом, дом ,где вчера до звонка доставал еле-еле
И дурманил меня сладкий запах забытых, ушедших времен

И казалось, вот-вот заскрипят и откроются мертвые двери,
Я войду во вчера, я вернусь, будто с дальнего фронта домой,
Я им все расскажу, расскажу, что с ним будет и может быть кто-то поверит

И удастся тогда хоть немного свернуть, хоть немного пройти стороной

Но никто не открыл. Ни души в заколоченном брошенном доме
Я не мог отойти и стоял как в больном затянувшемся сне
Это  злая судьба, если кто-то опять не допел и кого-то хоронят
Это время ушло и ушло навсегда и случайно вернулось ко мне.

"(Oh) Pretty Woman"
(Roy Orbison - Bill Dees)

Riff 1:

v v v v v v
|-------------------------|
|-------------------------|
|-------------------------|
|---------0---------------|
|-------2-----------------|
|-0-0-4-------------------|

Riff 2:

v v v v
|-----------------|
|-----------------|
|-----------------|
|---------0-4-2-0-|
|-------2---------|
|-0-0-4-----------|

Intro:

Riff 1 (acoustic guitar) 2X
Verse 1:

A F#m
Pretty woman walking down the street
A F#m
Pretty woman the kind I'd like to meet
D
Pretty woman
E
I don't believe you, you're not the truth
No one could look as good as you (Mercy!)

(Riff 2, 4X)

Verse 2:

Pretty woman won't you pardon me
Pretty woman I couldn't help but see
Pretty woman

That you look lovely as can be
Are you lonely just like me (Rrrrowrr...)

(Riff 2, 4X)

Bridge:

Dm G7
Pretty woman stop a while
C Am
Pretty woman talk a while
Dm G7 C
Pretty woman give your smile to me
Dm G7
Pretty woman, yeah yeah yeah
C Am
Pretty woman look my way
Dm G7 C A
Pretty woman say you'll stay with me
F#m Dm E
'Cause I need you I'll treat you right
A F#m Dm E
Come with me baby Be mine tonight

(Riff 2, 4X)

Verse 3 (incomplete):

Pretty woman don't walk on by
Pretty woman don't make me cry
Pretty woman
Don't walk away, hey

Coda:

E
OK... if that's the way it must be, OK
I guess I'll go on home, it's late
There'll be tomorrow night, but wait

What do I see

(Riff 1, 2X)

(Riff 2, 8X)
Is she walking back to me
Yes, she's walking back to me
A
Oh, oh, pretty woman

- Born To Be Wild -

Такое чудо видел ктонибудь.

DDT (Russian band) - What is autumn (Schto takoje osen)
Translated and tabbed on 03.01.2005 by Dimitri Marchasyew

Am E Am A7 Dm
What is autumn, it's the heavens crying heavens underneath my feet
Dm E Am F Dm E Am E
Birds and clouds fly apart in the puddles, autumn it's been long since I was with you
What is autumn, it's the marbles darkening faith on the Neva River
Autumn you reminded my soul of the most important, autumn without peace again you leave me
What is autumn, it's the wind playing again in the torn chains
Autumn will we crawl will we get until the answer, motherland and me what shall befall us

Am F Dm E Am F Dm E
Autumn ships burn in the sky, autumn I would from here fly
Dm E Am F Dm E
Out there where sadness drowns in the gray, autumn dark distant way
Swarmed city melts in the fog, autumn what did I know of you
As long as the leaves will fall torn, autumn is never wrong

- Born To Be Wild -

Hotel California-Eagles

Bm F#
On a dark desert highway, cool wind in my hair
A E
warm smell of colitas, rising up through the air
G D
Up ahead in the distance, i saw a shimmering light
Em F#
my head grew heavy and my sight grew dim, i had to stop for the night
Bm F#
There she stood in the door way, i heard the mission bell
A E
and i was thinking to myself this could heaven or this could be hell
G D
then she lit up a candle, and she showed me the way
Em F#
there were voices down in the coradoor, i thought i heard them say

Chorus:

G D
Welcome to the Hotel California
F# Bm
such a lovely place (such a lovely place), such a lovely face
G D
They're living it up in the Hotel California
Em F#
anytime of year (anytime of year) you can find it here

USE THE SAME CHORDS FROM THE FIRST VERSE!!!

Her mind was tiffany twisted, she got the mercedes benz...uh...
she had alot of pretty, pretty boys, who she calls friends
how they dance in the courtyard, sweet summer sweat
some dance to remember, some dance to forget

So i called up the captain, pleeeease bring me my wine...he said
we haven't had that spirit here since 1969
and still those voices are calling from faaaaaaaar awaaaaaay
wake you up in the middle of the night, just to hear them say

Chorus

Mirrors on the cieling, the pink champaign on ice...and she said
we are all just prisioners here of our own device
and in the master's chambers, they gathered for their feast
they stab it with their stealy knives but they just can't kill the beast

Last thing i remember, i was running for the door
i had to find the passage back to the place i was before
relax said the night man, we are programmed to recieve
you can check out anytime you'de like, but you can't never leave

CONTINUE TO PLAY THE SAME CHORDS ALL THROUGH THE SOLO...

- Born To Be Wild -

Crocodile Rock-Elton John

[Intro] - G G Em Em C C D D
[verse 1]

G Bm
I remember when rock was young, me and Susie had so much fun

C D
Holding hands and skimmin' stones had a old gold Chevy & a place of my own

G Bm
But the biggest kick I ever got was doin' a thing called the Crocodile Rock

C D
While the other kids were rockin' 'round the clock we were hoppin' and

boppin' to the Crocodile Rock, well

[chorus]

Em A7
Crocodile Rockin' is something shockin' when your feet just can't keep still

D7 G
I never had me a better time and I guess I never will.

E A7
Oh, Lawdy mamma those Friday nights when Susie wore her dresses tight and

D7 C
the Crocodile Rockin' was out of sight.......................................

G G Em Em C C D D
[verse 2]

But the years went by and rock just died, Susie went & left me for some
foreign guy,
Long nights cryin' by the record machine dreamin' of my Chevy & my old
blue jeans but they'll
Never kill the thrills we've got burnin' up to the Crocodile Rock,
Learning fast till the weeks went past, we really thought the Crocodile
Rock would last, well

[chorus]

[verse 1]

[chorus]

[outro] G G Em Em C C D D

- Born To Be Wild -

Money,money,money-ABBA

Intro chords: Am F7(131233) Dm E7+ (xx0110) Am

(VERSE) (Am) I work all night, I work all day, to (E) pay the bills I have to pay (E7)
Ain't it sad (Am)
And still there never seems to be a (E) single penny left for me (E7)
That's too bad (Am)
In my dreams I have a plan (Am) (F)
If I got me a wealthy man (Am)
I (Dm) wouldn't have to work at all, I'd (B7) fool around and have a ball (E7)

(CHORUS) (Am) Money, money, money
(B7) Must be funny
(E7) In the (E7+) rich man's world (Am)
Money, money, money
Always sunny
In the rich man's world
Aha (Dm) -ahaaa (E7)
(A7) All the things I could do (Dm) (F7) (E7)
If I (Am) had a little money
(Dm) It's a (E7+) rich man's world (Am)

(VERSE) A man like that is hard to find but I can't get him off my mind
Ain't it sad
And if he happens to be free I bet he wouldn't fancy me
That's too bad
So I must leave, I'll have to go
To Las Vegas or Monaco
And win a fortune in a game, my life will never be the same

(CHORUS)....
It's a rich man's world (Am) (F7)

(CHORUS) (Bbm) Money, money, money
(C7) Must be funny
(F7) In the (F7+) rich man's world (Bbm)
Money, money, money
Always sunny
In the rich man's world
Aha (Ebm) -ahaaa (F7)
(Bb7) All the things I could do (Ebm) (Gb7) (F7)
If I (Bbm) had a little money (Ebm)
It's a (F7) rich man's world (Bbm)

It's a rich man's world

- Born To Be Wild -

Em7 F#m7 H7
Осыпаются надежды,
Em7 C7
А в лесах такая тишь.
F#m7 H7 E7 Am6
Достает зима белые одежды
C D G H7
Для бульваров, рек и крыш.

Понемногу остывают
Споры, мысли и дела.
Люди до весны окна закрывают,
C H7 Em H7 Em7 H7
Пряча слабые тела.

Чтобы снова возвратиться,
Перезимовав вдали,
В теплые края улетают птицы,
Унося тепло земли.

Замерли в немой печали
Тополя, как сотни вдов.
Ветер им споет долгими ночами
Арии полярных льдов.

А за белыми снегами,
Где-то на краю земном,
Девочка-весна с длинными ногами
Спит себе спокойным сном.

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Love Potion Number Nine-Searchers

Verse 1:

Am Dm
I took my troubles down to Madame Ruth
Am Dm
You know that gypsy with the gold-capped tooth
C Am
She's got a pad down at 34th and Vine
Dm
Sellin' little bottles of
E Am
Love Potion Number Nine

Verse 2:

I told her that I was a flop with chicks
I'd been this way since 1956
She looked at my palm and she made a magic sign
She said "What you need is
Love Potion Number Nine"

Bridge:

Dm
She bent down and turned around and gave me a wink
B7
She said "I'm gonna make it up right here in the sink"
Dm
It smelled like turpentine and looked like India ink
E
I held my nose, I closed my eyes, I took a drink

Verse 3:

I didn't know if it was day or night
I started kissin' everything in sight
But when I kissed the cop down at 34th and Vine
He broke my little bottle of
Love Potion Number Nine
[repeat verse 3]

Coda:

Dm Am
Love Potion Number Nine
Dm Am
Love Potion Number Nine
Dm A B A G Am
[hold] --single notes--
Love Potion Number Nine

- Born To Be Wild -

исп.ЧайФ.(из фильма "По ту сторону волков")

Am Dm
Клён ты мой опавший,
EAm
Клён заледенелый
Что стоишь нагнувшись
Под метелью белой

AmDm
Или что увидел
GC E
Или что услышал
Am Dm
Словно за деревню
E Am
Погулять ты вышел

И как пьяный сторож
Выйдя на дорогу
Утонул в сугробе
Приморозил ногу

Hm Em
Ах и сам я нынче
F#Hm
Что-то стал не стойкий
Не дойду до дома
С дружеской попойки

Hm Em
Там я встретил вербу
A D F#
Там сосну приметил
Hm Em
Распевал им песни
F# Hm
Под метель о лете

Dm Gm
Сам себе казался
A Dm
Я таким же клёном
Только не опавшим
А вовсю зелёным

Dm Gm
И утратив скромность
C F A
Одуревший в доску
Dm Gm
Как жену чужую
A Dm
Обнимал берёзку

Dm Gm
Клён ты мой опавший
C F A
Клён заледенелый
Dm Gm
Что стоишь согнувшись
A Dm
Под метелью белой.

Uriah Heep- Easy Livin'

|Dm - - -|Dm - - -|Dm - - -|Dm - - -|(repeat 2x)

Dm F Dm
This is a thing I have never felt before, it's called easy livin'
Dm F Dm
This is a place I've never been before, and I've been forgiven
G Dm G Dm
Easy livin and I've been forgiven
G F Dm
Since you've taken your place in my heart
Dm F Dm
Somewhere along the lonely road I had tried to find ya'
Dm F Dm
Day after day on the windy road I had walked behind ya'
G Dm G Dm
Easy livin and I've been forgiven
G F Dm
Since you've taken your place in my heart
Am F Am F Am G Am
Waiting... watching.... wishing my whole life away
Bm G Bm G Am G F
Dreaming.... thinking... ready for my happy day
Dm
And some easy livin'

Dm F Dm
Somewhere along the lonely road I had tried to find ya'
Dm F Dm
Day after day on the windy road I had walked behind ya'
G Dm G Dm
Easy livin and I've been forgiven
G F Dm
Since you've taken your place in my heart

G Dm G Dm
Easy livin and I've been forgiven
G F Dm
Since you've taken your place in my heart
End:|Am - - -|G - - -|F - - -|E - - -|- - - Am|Dm - - -|

- Born To Be Wild -

Смотри картинку      

 http://www.kulichki.com/moshkow/KSP/vurbin.txt#1

и слушай пластинку   

 http://www.library.tver.ru/ddavydov/davydov-052.htm