Blackmore's Night - Troika

There’s a pl^Dmace in my heart The ^Gmshadows call their home ^CCold as the wi^Fnds t^Ahrough Si^A7beria Where the ^Dmsnow lies so de^Dep ^GmYou can’t even see the sun ^DmRun, my Tro^Aika, r^Bbun ^DmRun, my Tr^Aoika, run ^Dm

^DmLet the horses run free S^Gmo dark against the white ^COver the fi^Feld till th^Aey’re out of ^A7sight A^Dmnd I am swept a^Dway ^GmThe journey has just begun ^DmRun, my Tr^Aoika,^Dm run

^COh, my mother Ru^Fssia Lan^Ad o^A7f fairytal^Dmes ^CCaptured like the w^Find I^Gmn her silken sa^A7ils

^DmAnd the time rushes by ^GmA thief in the night ^CStealing my ^Fmemory Fadi^Ang out the ^A7light ^DmBut I cannot forg^Det where it is That ^GmI come from ^DmRun, my Troi^Aka, run ^Dm

^COh, my mother Ru^Fssia La^And o^A7f fairytal^Dmes ^CCaptured like the w^Find I^Gmn her silken sa^A7ils

^EbmI can still see your face The years^Abm have been kind ^DbDust on the pictures ^GbClouding ^Bbup my mind ^EbRemember me now Not for what I m^Abmay become ^BbRun, my Troika^Eb, run

^EbmThere’s a place in my heart T^Abmhe shadows call their home ^DbCold as the winds ^Gbthrough Siber^Bbia Where the sno^Ebw lies so deep ^AbmYou can’t even see the sun ^EbRun, my Tr^Bboika, run ^Eb

^EbRun, my Tr^Bboika, run ^Eb