Текст песни Пустые улицы и коробок спичек. - Болезни.

Izvёlsya all of these diseases,
Natives and foreigners,
Eyes with tears so dirty,
What seemed to be no longer mine.

And I'm waiting for you,
So sick and tired of waiting,
You never do not expect me,
But I do not give a damn.

So tired to think that you,
There, thousands of kilometers away from me,
Even if he had not seen me,
I would have still seen among the crowds you.

Izvёlsya whole life,
Tired of dying, knowing
What others die this summer,
They are buried in the clothes beautiful clothing.

So rosy dead person
What's funeral not know
And lie in coffins like dead birds,
I am seen and so want to cry.

And you do not come back,
Do not come back yet lively,
You still wander from hospital to hospital,
I'm waiting for you and your healthy.