Текст песни Геннадий Вяземский - Спичка

In the twilight cafes
She drinks wine
What would look like
She is just nobody
I do not know her,
But how heart knocks

All elegant in it
And movement of thin
Graceful tread
And in the eyes of the light
As in the sky night
Star Rossyper

Cigarette Znobit
Nervous shudder in hand
But who will give a match?
All movements are accurate
Proud
After all, this is a habit

Rough of Chulkov
On a sharp foot
Keeps a glance without separation
You caught like a sucker
On her bait
In her web