Cohen, Leonard - Avalanche - аккорды

[ Предположительная тональность: Am ]

Leonard Cohen - Avalanche

tune guitar down two tones

F7M  #11/E: 023200
E7/B:       x20100


Am                     F
Well I stepped into an avalanche,
Am         G      Am
it covered up my soul
Am                 F
when I am not this hunchback that you see,
Am          G                Am
I sleep beneath the golden hill.
C                 E7/B
You who wish to conquer pain,
          Am                   F        F7M  #11/E   E
you must learn, learn to serve me well.



Am                     F
You strike my side by accident
Am         G             Am
as you go down for your gold.
Am                 F
The cripple here that you clothe and feed
Am          G                Am
is neither starved nor cold
C                 E7/B
he does not ask for your company,
          Am                   F        F7M  #11/E   E
not at the centre, the centre of the world.

Am                     F
When I am on a pedestal,
Am         G             Am
you did not raise me there.
Am                 F
Your laws do not compel me
Am          G                Am
to kneel grotesque and bare.
C                 E7/B
I myself am the pedestal
          Am                   F        F7M  #11/E   E
for this ugly hump at which you stare.

Am                     F
You who wish to conquer pain,
Am         G             Am
you must learn what makes me kind
Am                 F
the crumbs of love that you offer me,
Am          G                Am
they're the crumbs I've left behind.
C                 E7/B
Your pain is no credential here,
          Am                   F        F7M  #11/E   E
it's just the shadow, shadow of my wound.

Am                     F
I have begun to long for you,
Am         G             Am
I who have no greed;
Am                 F
I have begun to ask for you,
Am          G                Am
I who have no need.
C                 E7/B
You say you've gone away from me,
          Am                   F        F7M  #11/E   E
but I can feel you when you breathe.

Am                     F
Do not dress in those rags for me,
Am         G             Am
I know you are not poor;
Am                      F
don't love me quite so fiercely now
Am          G                Am
when you know that you are not sure,
C                 E7/B
it is your turn, beloved,
          Am               F        F7M  #11/E   E
it is your flesh that I wear.