Текст песни Пустые улицы и коробок спичек. - 6 утра, кот, сигареты, рассвет

6 am, the cat, cigarettes, dawn,
At such moments, you realize that you are miserable,
What a miserable and someone's greetings,
And that miserable getting flowers.

When even the cat shared the emptiness with me,
Splits acrid smoke,
It is, and peers in the fading darkness of the night,
And with me on the balcony froze.

His eyes seemed to have become in some point the blind,
At some point, everything became hazy,
As in the lens of the camera, the solid points,
Yes, gone even one day.

6 am, the cat, cigarettes, dawn,
At such moments, I realize that there is nothing better,
And I do not hang on the soul ban
I do not want to think about how someone destroys me.