Текст песни Юрий Визбор - Сигарета к сигарете...

Cigarette to cigarette smoke under the lamp,
Hello evening crash, rain hour.
Walks Music sad and weak,
Leaves swirl in the snow moving.

Our cheerless conversation, and not at the time,
Oh, as if to be a trouble time.
We paid so much for the insight,
What is perhaps the impoverished forever.

Do not torture me any kindness or pity,
Oddly enough, I'm not sad about the past,
If you can, forgive me, please,
Suddenly, and I will ever forgive you.

Blue smoke floats over soft contact eternity,
Chirknet match, cigarette breaks out again.
Outside, with sunshades haunting mankind,
Robbed us of love.