Chords for Soan - Je reste (Audio)
Tempo:
64.25 bpm
Chords used:
B
Em
C
G
E
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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[G] [B]
[Am] [B] [Em]
[Am] [B]
[Em]
[G] [E]
[Em] [E] [E]
[Em] In an hour, I am infested [A] with unhappy blood, [C] But in two, who better [Em] to stay?
It's [C] time when the counters [B] have counted everything, I have the heart to taste [Em] the black coffee.
In an hour, my memory is [Am] on fire, [C] From the coffee my cockroach [Em] is calling me.
Under [C] the pendulum, oh, [B] I will not say anymore, That my time has come, [E] if you sleep in your sweater.
[G] [F#] I have a [B] flower, she has a pen, [G] And four feet [D] of my thousand sails.
The accordion [B] of my quarter, The end of my day [Em] against a star.
In an hour, I lost [Am] my keys, then my address, [C] The skin of my ass, [Em] then my jacket.
[C] It's time when the [B] unstickables still count, Their anger of a [Em] card table caller.
[G] [F#] It's a [B] flower, she has a pen, [G] And four feet [D] of my thousand sails.
[E] The accordion [B] of my quarter, The end of my [Em] day against a star.
[B]
[C] [B]
[C] [B] In a tear, a death, a candle, [C] In a trace, a quarter of a joy,
[B] We will go for a trip, if we [C] stay, If we throw ourselves, or if we stay.
[G] [D]
[Em] In an hour, I am [Am] infested with the [C] unhappiness, But in two, who says [Em] better, I stay.
[C] It's time when the [B] unstickables still count, I have the heart to [E] try the black coffee.
[G] [F#] It's a [B] flower, she has a pen, [G] And four [D] feet of my thousand sails.
[E] But the [B] raccoon in my nose, The life of my [E] mother, it hurts less.
[Em]
[G]
[Am] [B] [Em]
[Am] [B]
[Em]
[G] [E]
[Em] [E] [E]
[Em] In an hour, I am infested [A] with unhappy blood, [C] But in two, who better [Em] to stay?
It's [C] time when the counters [B] have counted everything, I have the heart to taste [Em] the black coffee.
In an hour, my memory is [Am] on fire, [C] From the coffee my cockroach [Em] is calling me.
Under [C] the pendulum, oh, [B] I will not say anymore, That my time has come, [E] if you sleep in your sweater.
[G] [F#] I have a [B] flower, she has a pen, [G] And four feet [D] of my thousand sails.
The accordion [B] of my quarter, The end of my day [Em] against a star.
In an hour, I lost [Am] my keys, then my address, [C] The skin of my ass, [Em] then my jacket.
[C] It's time when the [B] unstickables still count, Their anger of a [Em] card table caller.
[G] [F#] It's a [B] flower, she has a pen, [G] And four feet [D] of my thousand sails.
[E] The accordion [B] of my quarter, The end of my [Em] day against a star.
[B]
[C] [B]
[C] [B] In a tear, a death, a candle, [C] In a trace, a quarter of a joy,
[B] We will go for a trip, if we [C] stay, If we throw ourselves, or if we stay.
[G] [D]
[Em] In an hour, I am [Am] infested with the [C] unhappiness, But in two, who says [Em] better, I stay.
[C] It's time when the [B] unstickables still count, I have the heart to [E] try the black coffee.
[G] [F#] It's a [B] flower, she has a pen, [G] And four [D] feet of my thousand sails.
[E] But the [B] raccoon in my nose, The life of my [E] mother, it hurts less.
[Em]
[G]
Key:
B
Em
C
G
E
B
Em
C
_ _ _ _ [G] _ _ [B] _ _
_ [Am] _ _ [B] _ _ _ [Em] _ _
_ _ _ _ [Am] _ _ [B] _ _
_ _ [Em] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [G] _ _ [E] _ _
[Em] _ _ _ _ [E] _ _ [E] _ _
[Em] _ _ _ In an hour, I am infested [A] with unhappy blood, [C] But in two, who better [Em] to stay?
It's [C] time when the counters [B] have counted everything, I have the heart to taste [Em] the black coffee. _ _ _ _
In an hour, my memory is [Am] on fire, [C] From the coffee my cockroach [Em] is calling me.
Under [C] the pendulum, oh, [B] I will not say anymore, That my time has come, [E] if you sleep in your sweater.
[G] _ [F#] I have a [B] flower, she has a pen, [G] And four feet [D] of my thousand sails.
The accordion [B] of my quarter, The end of my day [Em] against a star. _ _ _ _ _ _
In an hour, I lost [Am] my keys, then my address, [C] The skin of my ass, [Em] then my jacket.
[C] It's time when the [B] unstickables still count, Their anger of a [Em] card table caller.
[G] _ _ [F#] It's a [B] flower, she has a pen, [G] And four feet [D] of my thousand sails.
[E] The accordion [B] of my quarter, The end of my [Em] day against a star.
_ _ [B] _ _ _ _
[C] _ _ _ _ [B] _ _ _ _
[C] _ _ _ _ [B] In a tear, a death, a candle, [C] In a trace, a quarter of a joy,
[B] We will go for a trip, if we [C] stay, If we throw ourselves, or if we stay.
[G] _ _ [D] _ _
_ _ _ [Em] In an hour, I am [Am] infested with the [C] unhappiness, But in two, who says [Em] better, I stay.
[C] It's time when the [B] unstickables still count, I have the heart to [E] try the black coffee.
[G] _ _ [F#] It's a [B] flower, she has a pen, [G] And four [D] feet of my thousand sails.
[E] But the [B] raccoon in my nose, The life of my [E] mother, it hurts less. _ _ _
_ _ [Em] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [G] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [Am] _ _ [B] _ _ _ [Em] _ _
_ _ _ _ [Am] _ _ [B] _ _
_ _ [Em] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [G] _ _ [E] _ _
[Em] _ _ _ _ [E] _ _ [E] _ _
[Em] _ _ _ In an hour, I am infested [A] with unhappy blood, [C] But in two, who better [Em] to stay?
It's [C] time when the counters [B] have counted everything, I have the heart to taste [Em] the black coffee. _ _ _ _
In an hour, my memory is [Am] on fire, [C] From the coffee my cockroach [Em] is calling me.
Under [C] the pendulum, oh, [B] I will not say anymore, That my time has come, [E] if you sleep in your sweater.
[G] _ [F#] I have a [B] flower, she has a pen, [G] And four feet [D] of my thousand sails.
The accordion [B] of my quarter, The end of my day [Em] against a star. _ _ _ _ _ _
In an hour, I lost [Am] my keys, then my address, [C] The skin of my ass, [Em] then my jacket.
[C] It's time when the [B] unstickables still count, Their anger of a [Em] card table caller.
[G] _ _ [F#] It's a [B] flower, she has a pen, [G] And four feet [D] of my thousand sails.
[E] The accordion [B] of my quarter, The end of my [Em] day against a star.
_ _ [B] _ _ _ _
[C] _ _ _ _ [B] _ _ _ _
[C] _ _ _ _ [B] In a tear, a death, a candle, [C] In a trace, a quarter of a joy,
[B] We will go for a trip, if we [C] stay, If we throw ourselves, or if we stay.
[G] _ _ [D] _ _
_ _ _ [Em] In an hour, I am [Am] infested with the [C] unhappiness, But in two, who says [Em] better, I stay.
[C] It's time when the [B] unstickables still count, I have the heart to [E] try the black coffee.
[G] _ _ [F#] It's a [B] flower, she has a pen, [G] And four [D] feet of my thousand sails.
[E] But the [B] raccoon in my nose, The life of my [E] mother, it hurts less. _ _ _
_ _ [Em] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [G] _ _ _ _ _ _