Отключить рекламуBm, A, E
Bm, A, E
Verse 1
Bm AGolden threads in hands, a spark under moon beams,
E BmVyshyvanka tales tracing ancestral dreams.
AMama's stitches whisper, weaving old and new,
E BmCarving rivers on linen, where skies stay blue.
Chorus
AVyshyvanka vibes, blooming wide on my skin,
E BmEmbroidered stories, where the past begins.
AThreads of freedom running deeper than veins,
E BmEach pattern a song, breaking old chains.
Bm, A, E
Bm, A, E
Verse 2
BmMy Baba taught the needle had a secret tongue,
Songs unsung, resting in the wrinkles of the young.
APatterns dance like Dnipro's flow under stars,
EIn my blood, it's culture, in my voice, it's ours.
Bridge
BmStitch by stitch, connecting time-scapes,
From steppes to peaks, where the soul reshapes.
AA gentle hum laced soft in forgotten speech,
ERoots running wild, escaping time's reach.
Bm, A, E
Bm, A, E
Chorus
Bm AVyshyvanka vibes, blooming wide on my skin,
E BmEmbroidered stories, where the past begins.
AThreads of freedom running deeper than veins,
EEach pattern a song, breaking old chains.
Bm, A, E
Bm, A, E
Verse 3
BmSunflowers wrapped round the cuffs of my sleeves,
Symbols guard my spirit; in lace, I achieve.
APrayers wrapped in the loops, locked in tight,
ELines of my people shining in the midnight light.
Bm, A, E
Bm
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