Текст песни ВВ - Пачка сигарет

I sit and look at someone else IZ alien sky window
And I do not see any familiar star
I wandered all roads here and there,
Looked back and was unable to look at the tracks.
And when there is a pocket pack of cigarettes
So it's not so bad today,
And a plane ticket from silver wing
That leaves flying up ground only a shadow ...
And no one wanted to recognize guilt without fault,
And no one wanted hands heat Zagreb
And without music the world death is not fair,
And without music do not want to disappear ...
And when there is a pocket pack of cigarettes
So it's not so bad today,
And a plane ticket from silver wing
That leaves flying up ground only a shadow ...