Текст песни Александр Коваль - Я выгляну в окно от безделья

I look out the window from idleness
trees without leaves stand.
and grandmothers left the porch,
not heard on the people of their arrivals.

I fill my lungs with smoke
but does not solve this problem.
you know that all these are myths
smoking does not cure my heart.

and my bull calf smolders on the bed
people in my eyes were empty
and it seems that everyone is tired,
sometimes when winter comes.
it erases joy from the face.

I fill my lungs with smoke
but does not solve this problem.
you know that all these are myths
smoking does not cure my heart.