Franta K. Barták

And

Ref.:
^C You ^Emi
Can’t be ^Ami true... ^E
Never ^Ami mind
That I ^E see you
Never ^F mind
That I ^G hear you
Simply
^C You ^Emi
Can’t be ^Ami true... <sup>Ami/G F Fmi C

F7maj</sup> I can think
There is ^G6 sword
In my heart ^Ami mist... ^{Ami/G Ami/F Ami/E}
So nice ^F/D thing
In a ^G/D word
Can’t e ^Emi xist... <sup>Emi7

F</sup> And ^G so

Ref.

The noon is gone
But the day
Seems to be eleven...
On my wan
Way of streams
To the heaven...

Ref.:
And you
can’t be true...
Never mind
That I see you
Never mind
That I hear you
Never ^C mind ^Emi
That I ^Ami feel ^Ami/G you
Never ^F mind
That I ^Fmi touch you
Never ^As mind
That I ^B kiss you...! ^{C Emi Ami E}

Never ^Ami mind...