G.O.

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From Andrey Frolov To All 7 January 2003

GET THE MONEY OUT! Hello, All! Folks, I know that some of you play jokes :) on the guitar... So, I have a request: Now my wife is inspired to play the subject’s songs, but I’m fatally unable to enough time to select them. Therefore I will be very grateful for all sorts of chords of sabzhe songs, especially from "red" album."Here. Thanks in advance. :) I believe in you. Our paths will cross again.

From Vlad Sotnikov To Andrey Frolov 9 January 2003

Hello, Andrey! January 07, 2003 (it was 10:59 pm then) Andrey Frolov in his letter to All wrote: What is there to pick up? :) === Cut === ▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓ ▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓ ▓▓╔═════════════════════════════ ═══════════════════════════╗▓▓▓▓ ▓▓║ Civil defense. ║▒▒▓▓ ▓▓╚═════════════════════════════ ═══════════════════════════╝▒▒▓▓ ▓▓▓▓▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒ ▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▓▓ ▓▓╔═════════════════════════════ ═══════════════════════════╗▓▓▓▓ ▓▓║ 1. Fool. ║▒▒▓▓ ▓▓╠═════════════════════════════ ═══════════════════════════╣▒▒▓▓ ▓▓║ Am G ║▒▒▓▓ ▓▓║ The fool is walking ║▒▒▓▓ ▓▓║ C E ║▒▒▓▓ ▓▓║ Through the forest ║▒▒▓▓ ▓▓║ Am F ║▒▒▓▓ ▓▓║ Looking for a fool ║▒▒▓▓ ▓▓║ G Am ║▒▒▓▓ ▓▓║ Stupider than yourself ║▒▒▓▓ ▓▓║ Am G C E ║▒▒▓▓ ▓▓║ Death is walking down the street, carrying pancakes on a saucer, ║▒▒▓▓ ▓▓║ Am F G Am ║▒▒▓▓▓▓║ Whoever takes it out, it will come true. ║▒▒▓▓ ▓▓║ Touches you on the shoulder, kisses you warmly - ║▒▒▓▓ ▓▓║ Pennies will flow out of your bosom ║▒▒▓▓ ▓▓║ A fool walks through the forest ║▒▒▓▓ ▓▓║ Looking for a fool stupider than himself ║▒▒▓▓ ▓▓║ The gear wheels are spinning in the head ║▒▒▓▓ ▓▓║ A wet head in the armor-piercing rain. ║▒▒▓▓ ▓▓║ The mercury boiled, the fist waved, ║▒▒▓▓ ▓▓║ Yes only if the cross is on the chest, ║▒▒▓▓ ▓▓║ then at the last eye - a nickel ║▒▒▓▓ ▓▓║ A fool walks through the forest ║▒▒▓▓ ▓▓║ Looking for a fool stupider than himself ║▒▒▓▓ ▓▓║ My dead mother came to me yesterday ║▒▒▓▓ ▓▓║ She threatened everything with her fist and called her a fool. ║▒▒▓▓ ▓▓║ The pre-dawn mosquito descended into my fire. ║▒▒▓▓ ▓▓║ I choked on the blood from my temple. ║▒▒▓▓ ▓▓║ A fool walks through the forest ║▒▒▓▓ ▓▓║ Looking for a fool stupider than himself ║▒▒▓▓ ▓▓║ And today I bought balloons, ║▒▒▓▓ ▓▓║ I’ll fly on them over the wonderful country, ║▒▒▓▓ ▓▓║ I’ll swallow fluff, I’ll dive into the ground ║▒▒▓▓▓▓║ And answer all questions “Always alive” ║▒▒▓▓ ▓▓║ A fool walks through the forest ║▒▒▓▓ ▓▓║ Looking for a fool stupider than himself ║▒▒▓▓ ▓▓║ The sun was shining both at night and during the day, ║▒▒▓▓ ▓▓║ There are no atheists in trenches, under fire. ║▒▒▓▓ ▓▓║ The blind will run, the insignificant will win. ║▒▒▓▓ ▓▓║ You never dreamed of this. ║▒▒▓▓ ▓▓║ A fool walks through the forest ║▒▒▓▓ ▓▓║ Looking for a fool stupider than himself ║▒▒▓▓ ▓▓╚═════════════════════════════ ═══════════════════════════╝▒▒▓▓ ▓▓▓▓▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒ ▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▓▓ ▓▓╔═════════════════════════════ ═══════════════════════════╗▓▓▓▓ ▓▓║ 2. The detachment did not notice the loss of the soldier. ║▒▒▓▓ ▓▓╠═════════════════════════════ ═══════════════════════════╣▒▒▓▓ ▓▓║ Am G C ║▒▒▓▓ ▓▓║ Stupid moth ║▒▒▓▓ ▓▓║ Dm E Am ║▒▒▓▓ ▓▓║ The candle burned out. ║▒▒▓▓ ▓▓║ Am G C ║▒▒▓▓ ▓▓║ Hot coal, ║▒▒▓▓ ▓▓║ Dm E Am ║▒▒▓▓▓▓║ Smoke rings. ║▒▒▓▓ ▓▓║ F G ║▒▒▓▓ ▓▓║ The star fell ║▒▒▓▓ ▓▓║ Dm E ║▒▒▓▓ ▓▓║ In the puddle by the porch... ║▒▒▓▓ ▓▓║ F G Dm E ║▒▒▓▓ ▓▓║ The detachment did not notice the loss of the soldier. ║▒▒▓▓ ▓▓║ The dead did not rise, the sick did not die, ║▒▒▓▓ ▓▓║ The sighted one is not blind, the sleeping one does not wake up, ║▒▒▓▓ ▓▓║ Brave hearts beat merrily... ║▒▒▓▓ ▓▓║ The detachment did not notice the loss of the soldier. ║▒▒▓▓ ▓▓║ There was no relative, there was no more beautiful, ║▒▒▓▓ ▓▓║ It couldn’t be more painful, it couldn’t be happier, ║▒▒▓▓ ▓▓║ There was no beginning, there was no end... ║▒▒▓▓ ▓▓║ The detachment did not notice the loss of the soldier. ║▒▒▓▓ ▓▓╚═════════════════════════════ ═══════════════════════════╝▒▒▓▓ ▓▓▓▓▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒ ▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▓▓ ▓▓╔═════════════════════════════ ═══════════════════════════╗▓▓▓▓ ▓▓║ 3. Fog. ║▒▒▓▓ ▓▓╠═════════════════════════════ ═══════════════════════════╣▒▒▓▓ ▓▓║ Am E Am ║▒▒▓▓▓▓║ Fog, fog, ║▒▒▓▓ ▓▓║ F G C ║▒▒▓▓ ▓▓║ Gray veil. ║▒▒▓▓ ▓▓║ F G ║▒▒▓▓ ▓▓║ Far, far ║▒▒▓▓ ▓▓║ C E ║▒▒▓▓ ▓▓║ There is war behind the fogs. ║▒▒▓▓ ▓▓║ F G C Am ║▒▒▓▓ ▓▓║ Fights are going on without us, but we are not to blame: ║▒▒▓▓ ▓▓║ F G C ║▒▒▓▓ ▓▓║ We are chained to the ground by fog, ║▒▒▓▓ ▓▓║ F G Am ║▒▒▓▓ ▓▓║ Air labor wars. ║▒▒▓▓ ▓▓║ Fog, fog ║▒▒▓▓ ▓▓║ About the past, about the past. ║▒▒▓▓ ▓▓║ Far, far ║▒▒▓▓ ▓▓║ Our home is behind the fogs. ║▒▒▓▓ ▓▓║ And in the front dugout we have dreams about our childhood: ║▒▒▓▓ ▓▓║ Apparently we all matured early, ║▒▒▓▓ ▓▓║ Air labor wars. ║▒▒▓▓ ▓▓║ Fog, fog ║▒▒▓▓▓▓║ Enveloped the earth again. ║▒▒▓▓ ▓▓║ Far, far ║▒▒▓▓ ▓▓║ Love behind the fogs. ║▒▒▓▓ ▓▓║ The brides will have to wait a long time for us from the other side: ║▒▒▓▓ ▓▓║ We will not all return from the flight, ║▒▒▓▓ ▓▓║ Air labor wars, ║▒▒▓▓ ▓▓║ Air labor wars, ║▒▒▓▓ ▓▓║ Air labor wars, ║▒▒▓▓ ▓▓║ Air labor wars. ║▒▒▓▓ ▓▓╚═════════════════════════════ ═══════════════════════════╝▒▒▓▓ ▓▓▓▓▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒ ▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▓▓ ▓▓╔═════════════════════════════ ═══════════════════════════╗▓▓▓▓ ▓▓║ 4. We will leave the zoo. ║▒▒▓▓ ▓▓╠═════════════════════════════ ═══════════════════════════╣▒▒▓▓ ▓▓║ C Am F G ║▒▒▓▓ ▓▓║ No need to remember, no need to wait. ║▒▒▓▓ ▓▓║ C Am F G ║▒▒▓▓ ▓▓║ You don’t have to believe, you don’t have to lie. ║▒▒▓▓ ▓▓║ No need to fall, no need to drink. ║▒▒▓▓ ▓▓║ There is no need to cry, there is no need to live. ║▒▒▓▓ ▓▓║ C Am F ║▒▒▓▓▓▓║ I'm looking for people like me - crazy and funny, G ║▒▒▓▓ ▓▓║ crazy and sick, ║▒▒▓▓ ▓▓║ C Am F ║▒▒▓▓ ▓▓║ And when I come, we will leave here away, G ║▒▒▓▓ ▓▓║ C AmF G we will leave here into the night, ║▒▒▓▓ ▓▓║ We'll leave the zoo ah-ah... ║▒▒▓▓ ▓▓║ Oh baby, baby, you're just a mouse, ║▒▒▓▓ ▓▓║ You are like a dot when you are silent. ║▒▒▓▓ ▓▓║ But there are so many of you, it’s dark in your eyes, ║▒▒▓▓ ▓▓║ I would really like to break the window. ║▒▒▓▓ ▓▓║ Empty sounds, empty days, ║▒▒▓▓ ▓▓║ There are too many of us and we are alone. ║▒▒▓▓ ▓▓║ A knife sparkles in the child’s hands, ║▒▒▓▓ ▓▓║ But I hope this is a lie. ║▒▒▓▓ ▓▓╚═════════════════════════════ ═══════════════════════════╝▒▒▓▓ ▓▓▓▓▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒ ▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▓▓ ▓▓╔═════════════════════════════ ═══════════════════════════╗▓▓▓▓ ▓▓║ 5. I would be Grebenshchikov. ║▒▒▓▓ ▓▓╠═════════════════════════════ ═══════════════════════════╣▒▒▓▓ ▓▓║ C F G C ║▒▒▓▓ ▓▓║ They lifted my hands, they stuffed my mouth. ║▒▒▓▓▓▓║ They blocked my hands, they lifted my mouth. ║▒▒▓▓ ▓▓║ I know that I don’t have much time left, but I don’t care anymore ║▒▒▓▓ ▓▓║ But if I could choose myself, I would be Grebenshchikov. ║▒▒▓▓ ▓▓║ I would knock on grass doors and sing about Babylon, ║▒▒▓▓ ▓▓║ And I would really like to drink railway water, ║▒▒▓▓ ▓▓║ And if I could choose myself, I would be Grebenshchikov. ║▒▒▓▓ ▓▓║ Who will give the keys to my doors, and bread, and wine, and tea, ║▒▒▓▓ ▓▓║ Who will give the keys to my doors, and bread, and wine, and tea, ║▒▒▓▓ ▓▓║ And one more punk will come and wipe us off the face of the Earth. ║▒▒▓▓ ▓▓║ If I could choose myself, I would be Grebenshchikov. ║▒▒▓▓ ▓▓║ I would be glad to stay here, in a room devoid of mirrors, ║▒▒▓▓ ▓▓║ I would be glad to stay here, in a room devoid of mirrors, ║▒▒▓▓ ▓▓║ And the heroes of the world know no boundaries, and winter is almost behind us, ║▒▒▓▓ ▓▓║ If I could choose myself, I would be Grebenshchikov. ║▒▒▓▓ ▓▓║ They lifted my hands, they stuffed my mouth. ║▒▒▓▓ ▓▓║ They blocked my hands, they lifted my mouth. ║▒▒▓▓ ▓▓║ And you know, it’s probably very bad to be in the world ║▒▒▓▓ ▓▓║ dead hip ║▒▒▓▓ ▓▓║ So if I could choose myself, I would be ║▒▒▓▓ ▓▓║ GREBENSHCHIKOV ║▒▒▓▓ ▓▓╚═════════════════════════════ ═══════════════════════════╝▒▒▓▓, === Cut === Vega/ex-Style Group. 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From Andrey Frolov To Vlad Sotnikov 11 January 2003

____ | | /___ | 09 January 2003 | | |/| ||< > | | Dear Vlad Sotnikov shouted | | | |/||/ | | into the void: "G.O.!"... | | / | . The echo answered him and I... VS> What is there to pick up? :) I still have no time and laziness. :) [sniff!] Thank you very much! By the way, on your bbs you can dig up all sorts of lyrics+chords/notes? Something I thought was necessary look... I haven't climbed for a long time... :) Our paths will cross again.