Текст песни Игорь Растеряев - Я ночью встану покурить

author of the music and words of Basil Mokhov

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

I tighten cigarette and lean her fire
Slightly illuminate my face, little hands brush
And I'm the cool glass slowly push the palm
And you can read the palm say life

For a long time I stand 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 over the back roads distance traveled
A look back behind you the way passed
But somewhere I did not have time something could not - sorry!

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