Текст песни Лучинкин - Моей печи

Ah, the warmth in my oven ,
In the soot body bricks .
I'm turning into white smoke ,
I will forever young.

The gulf sky sprinkle ,
Take my hand up to the sun ,
Leaving behind your
I see those I love ..

I smoldering ashes of newspapers
Will stay in the memory of man .
Longing retouched portrait
Write those who were with me ..

No need to tears, my friend, my God !
Now I'm deaf, as no cry .
Turn to the other side .
Ah, the warmth in my oven ...