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Nautilus Pompilius - Breath
Intro: Hm | A | Hm | G > 2 times
D A Hm
I wake up in a cold sweat.
F# G(III)
I wake up in a nightmarish delirium.
D Em
As if our house was flooded with water,
Hm
And all that's left alive are you and me.
D A Hm
And that above us are kilometers of water,
F# G
And that above us whales are thrashing their tails,
D
And there isn't enough oxygen for two.
Em Hm
I lie in the darkness.
Hm A Hm G (III)
Listening to our breathing, I listen to our breathing.
Hm A
I never thought that we
Hm G Hm
Would have only one breath between us, one breath.
Interlude: A | Hm | G | Hm | A | Hm | G
I try to unlearn how to breathe,
So that I can give you, even for a minute,
The gas that we didn't know how to appreciate.
But you sleep and don't know
That above us are kilometers of water,
And that above us whales are thrashing their tails,
And there isn't enough oxygen for two.
I lie in the darkness.
Listening to our breathing, I listen to our breathing.
I never thought that we - - - - - - - - - -
Would have only one breath between us. - - - - - - /
But listening to our breathing, I listen to our breathing.
I never thought that we - - - - - - - - - - - -
Would have only one breath between us. - - - - - - - /
Breath...
Battle - sixth fret with muting (;)
Наше оружие - неожиданность! Неожиданность и страх, страх и неожиданность - это два наших оружия! Плюс безжалостность - три наших оружия: страх, неожиданность и безжалостность! И ещё фанатичная преданность Папе - четвёртое! Наше оружие включает в себя... наше оружие включает в себя... страх, неожиданность... я сейчас!