Текст песни Анджей Бжезинский - Спички

my lighters broke flint
my cigarette case was left alone
I wish there was one too
rather it inserted into the mouth and set fire

old match
my salvation in the night
shops are closed
but the box still knocking

and I was in the shadow of a coat
until prolezhit
in only one hope that
that suddenly someone of use to

my lighters broke flint
Cigarette smoking silently beckoning
attracted to smoke it all up to the end
I coat pocket I found boxes