Текст песни Dremkoil - Горький дым

Smoke for me as he told me the air of perfume
You do not have the words
This is not for me
Butterflies do not fly over
Rastovoryayu smoke a

A pair of rods, a few in a row.
Become better
It becomes better than you.
Forget about love,
And you forget me, you let me go.
No more of us, there is not "we."
There were empty memories
Rotten flowers in a vase
Only months nideli
But they are all behind
And I continue to smoke rastovoryat a bitter smoke
I continue to write poetry at night
It is not about you
It is not about his sadness
And I fly in my thoughts
Thoroughly imbued them
How's your neck sweet porfyumom
Stocks of sleep
Blogodorya you
I know Dawn voskolko
If easy to come
So also go away
0.5 Barley malt and unchanging Winston
Again the smoke out the window, two missed from close
I flew, but low. Soul fly higher
But remember you heard it heard
That dotlela cigarette
Here I met the dawn
And I promised myself that throw, throw, I love
But throw as hard as quitting smoking