Текст песни Влад Сташевский - Спичка

I lived in the light of the girl alone,
In the game with fire, she did not believe,
Loved the sun bright light
And did not smoke cigarettes
And all the guys said: "No, no, no."

And somewhere near the boy lived alone
All that burns, he burned without reasons,
He did not know what he was in that
But something he is fascinated
Probably, she only needed a pretext.

Chiki chiki chiki matches,
Nice thing,
Chiki chiki chiki matches,
Neither light nor heat
Chiki chiki chiki matches,
Dangerous habit
Dangerous habit
Burn dottle.

Her lit he, threw and forgot,
As soon as a cigarette was lit,
Just a moment he was with her
So does not happen in people
But matches are not a toy for children.

Chiki chiki chiki matches,
Nice thing,
Chiki chiki chiki matches,
Neither light nor heat
Chiki chiki chiki matches,
Dangerous habit
Dangerous habit
Burn dottle.