Текст песни Игорь Растеряев - Я ночью встану покурить

author of music and words Basil Mokhov

I get up at night to smoke in the house will kindle the light
The moon shines so well , why include it in vain
I see the stars outside someone's footprint in the snow
A reflection in the glass slippers I stand

I tighten the cigarette and its weak fire
Barely illuminate my face , hands a little brush
And I'm the cool glass slowly push the palm
And they say you can read palms life

Long standing at the window freezes my bed
And outside the winter , and the window blizzard
A dark outside , and the window frost
Blizzard spindle yarn gray hair

Already half a century behind but how can this be ? Horror!
A look back behind the distance traveled roads
A look back behind you traveled path
But somewhere did not have time something could not - sorry!

I get up at night to smoke in the house will kindle the light
The moon shines so well , why include it in vain
I see the stars outside someone's footprint in the snow
A reflection in the glass slippers I stand .