Текст песни Пустые улицы и коробок спичек. - 6 утра, кот, сигареты, рассвет

6 am, the cat, cigarettes, dawn,
At such moments, you realize that you are miserable,
What a miserable and someone's greetings,
And that miserable becoming flowers.

When even the cat shared with me void,
Splits acrid smoke,
It is, and peers in the fading darkness of the night,
And with me on the balcony froze.

His eyes seemed to have become at some point blind
At some point, everything was cloudy,
As the lens of the camera, the solid dots,
Yes, gone even one day.

6 am, the cat, cigarettes, dawn,
At such moments, I realize that there is nothing better,
And I do not hang capita ban
I do not want to think about how someone destroys me.