Текст песни Дым. - КУДА НЕСЕТ ДЫМ

Chorus:
Blindfold on tight don't be afraid -
The wagon tambours will not ask anything about us.
Let's talk about something serious.
Let's blow this smoke straight into the air.

Where does the smoke carry? Where are all these people running!
What are these days for? Where there are no two of us and never will be.
Where does the smoke carry? Where are all these people running!
What are these days for? Where there are no two of us and never will be.

[Verse 1]:
Where the smoke carries you and me;
Where do weekdays run, leaving behind
Empty words and moments of these lines?
Drunken rumor and forgotten love.

We fly into the clouds, look out of nowhere.
Say hello or bye.
The smoke of cigarettes blows in there
Where there are no problems, where there is no you.

Again, you pull me down.
Your wet eyes are just a childish whim.
Children's whim, children's whim!
Your wet eyes are just ....

Chorus:
Blindfold on tight don't be afraid -
The wagon tambours will not ask anything about us.
Let's talk about something serious.
Let's blow this smoke straight into the air.

Where does the smoke carry? Where are all these people running!
What are these days for? Where there are no two of us and never will be.
Where does the smoke carry? Where are all these people running!
What are these days for? Where there are no two of us and never will be.

[Verse 2]:
And the smoke carries us farther and farther;
And you all cry and cry and cry
But you hide tears from him again
And for you he is still the same boy.

The winds will take us far away
Where above the clouds, where the horizon is not visible;
Where you can’t see the walls of the ceilings -
Let it be hard for us. Definitely not easy.

Offline contacts, depresnyak and we are together now.
And we are up to the lamp, who plays in your player.
And this sadness outside the window does not give rest.
And this image suits us, just like in a movie.

But we just need to be around;
And it’s not enough for us to just be there ...

[Chorus]:
Where does the smoke carry? Where are all these people running!
What are these days for? Where there are no two of us and never will be.
Where does the smoke carry? Where are all these people running!
What are these days for? Where there are no two of us and never will be.

Blindfold on tight don't be afraid -
The wagon tambours will not ask anything about us.
Let's talk about something serious.
Let's blow this smoke straight into the air