Текст песни дима бензин - шестая сигарета

meet me dear,
however I was not .
in the hands of cigarette ash ,
fucked up in the head .
these electric wires over the city ,
stifle in us a sense of freedom .
and will even scared to go outside .
I threaded brush your cold hands,
and I was not able to hold on to them
and constantly falling .
I feel crushed
middle of the street , among the people
cornered .
I lay in the empty bathtub full of sadness .
podkurivaya sixth cigarette ,
I forgot that you do not have
and dissolved in dreams .
in the arms of society disgusting ,
but we can not hide .