Текст песни денис стерн - брожу по ночному городу в поисках сигарет

I wander through the city in search of cigarettes ,
each succeeding stall recalling that threw .
moths flocked to the light -
drunken tango skeletons under the pines .

last autumn accompanies Shevchuk .
will no longer be a single line . not a sigh .
the question & quot; how are you ? & quot; I again otshuchus .
about your not ask . I'm sorry,
but fuck me .

I was not hurt. not bad. I'm eighteen .
a time when you expect , but you do not know what.
remember
Yesterday I was able to smile.
and today has managed to become an old man.

I wander through the city in search of happiness ,
Wrap the headphones.
everything is good , but the thing:
they do not trade in any clock.