Текст песни Rutnevu - Серый дым от тех домов

Gray smoke from the houses
He swam slowly,
On track for the far ,
In the moving crowd .

Despite an early evening
Despite the late hour ,
I have long been gay,
After all, it is time fun
It starts with us.

And dashing characters ,
And the winds of our naughty
Do not allow us to live in peace
Even at night.
And in the heat of the fire of the native ,
I will burn all their grief,
What I have lived , whom he loved ,
As fate has not changed .

And hot that night
I will burn the lies and damage .
Only now I think :
" How can I live now? When?"