Текст песни Анджей Бжезинский - Мешающий Вопрос

dead in the early morning
one question caught me :
what will happen after death?
that wait for us after retirement ?

I put on my pectoral cross
I have closed all windows
This question snowstorm
in my mind all the rage

alcohol
my question rather give any answer
nicotine
my question , I know there is an answer and not one

and I hardly today
I leave the house tomorrow
It is also unlikely to leave
I do not charge

because my question is so terrible
He scares nights
my mind , it is necessary
I save doctors