Текст песни Ian Hunter — Guernica + аккорды для гитары
Вступление
Author's Note - Mid-80's and still writing beautiful songs - https://youtu.be/TKHAOTjNZoQ?si=Md489D5oqhJPyinr
- Some of the lyrics are not right. If someone knows the correct ones, let me know
- Quite sure that a capo is used on the 6th fret, but you can also tune down a step and play
the following - Intro - G C -
- Verse - G Em C D x2 C D G C G C G C
- Bridge - Em D G
[Intro]
C F x4
[Verse 1]
C Am
I just wanted to tell you I love you. I just wanted to tell you again
F G
I saw you today on your mountain. I just want you to know that I'm there
C Am
Got a whole other world standing next to me. Little angels directing my hands
F G
They won't let me choose from the colors I use. They want violence and black like Cezanne
F G C F
The rage inside is hard to hide, I blame it on this trial
C F C F
When I painted Guernica
[Verse 2]
C Am
These are dangerous times for thinkin'. I'm a stranger in a strange land
F G
If you think for yourself, you're a traitor, it's like walking on quicksand
C Am
So I work in the shadows of uncertainty, waiting for that knock at the door
F G
When I coal miner says, "Is this your idea?". I say, "No, I thought it was yours"
F G C F
Just a drum off track, I went all the way back, the man on top reminded ya
C F C F
When I painted Guernica. When I painted Guernica
C F C F
When I painted Guernica. Alright
[Instrumental]
C Am F G x2
[Bridge]
Am G C
Far away, far away from distorted times
Am G C
There's green and white in the meadows
Am G C
Fly away, fly away from your worst nightmare
Am G C
As you disappear in the shadows
Am G C
Fly away, fly away from your broken bones
Am G C
Fly away, fly away from evil
Am G C
These big black screens are snatchin' dreams
Am G
Fly away, fly away to freedom
[Verse 3]
C Am
This picture is a chamber of horrors. This picture's a crucifixion
F G
It'll hang on the walls of eternity halls, it will never be forgotten
C Am
When my hands veil the truth behind images, this picture is trying to explain
F G
If this anger smashes into your consciousness, then this picture will not be in vain
F G F
And the camera smells of rusted shells, I created a monster
C F C F
When I painted Guernica. When I painted Guernica
C F C F
When I painted Guernica. Alright
[Outro]
C F x4 C