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Инструмент: Гитара (6-ти струнная) поменять
Строй: Standart (E A D G B E) поменять
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Heatwave

Bm  /  C#7  /  Bm  /  Em7  / 

     B        E 
No cloud, a sleepy calm
 A                     F#m              G#m       B 
Sunbaked earth that's cooled by gentle breeze, and trees
F#m             B          Bm               C#7 
With rustling leaves, only endless days without a care
Bm              Em7 
Nothing must be done
 B            E 
Silent, as a day can be
 A                F#m        G#m          B 
Far off sounds of others on their chosen run
F#m      B              Bm                    C#7 
As they do, all those things they feel give a life some meaning
Bm               Em7 
Even if they're dull
      D                     Am           D             Am 
It's time to stop this dreaming, must rejoin the real world
D              Am                    D         Am 
As revealed by orange lights and a smoky atmosphere

C  /  Bb  /  F  /  Bb  /  D7  /  B  /  F#  / 

     Ebm              B            Bbm                 C# 
The trees and I are shaken by, the same winds but whereas
      B                      Ebm 
The trees will lose their withered leaves
  Bbm                    G#m 
I just can't seem to let them loose
Ebm                B             Bbm               C# 
And they can't refresh me, those hot winds of the south
B                 C#          B           C# 
Oh I feel like an alien, a stranger in an alien place
B                 E          A              F#m 
Now the light is fading fast, chances slip away
            G#m         B  F#m                  B 
A time will come to pass,     when there'll be none
        Bm         C#7                  Bm                Em7 
Then addicted to a perfumed poison, betrayed by its aftertaste
   D                     Am           D            Am 
Oh we shall lose the wonder and find nothing in return
 D            Am                      D                 Am 
Many are the substitutes but they're powerless on their own

C  /  Bb  /  F  /  Bb  /  D7  /  B  /  F#  / 

Ebm         B              Bbm              C# 
Beware the fisherman who's casting out his line
B                 Ebm 
Into a dried up river bed
B         Bbm                    G#m 
But don't try to tell him cos he won't believe you
Ebm                      B                  Bbm          C# 
Throw some bread to the ducks instead, it's easier that way
B              Ebm        Bbm          G#m 
I feel like an alien, a stranger in an alien place
Ebm                   B            Bbm                 C# 
The trees and I are shaken by, the same winds but whereas
      B                      Ebm 
The trees will lose their withered leaves
  Bbm                    G#m 
I just can't seem to let them loose
Ebm                B             Bbm               C# 
And they can't refresh me, those hot winds of the south
B              Ebm        Bbm          G#m 
I feel like an alien, a stranger in an alien place

 Ebm  /  B  /  Bbm  /  C#  /  B  /  Ebm  /  Bbm  /  G#m  / 
(                                                         ) Rpt and fade            

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