Текст песни Тимур Чиковани - Она тёмной ночью

Pack of cigarettes shower on the flight,
 I finish my glass of wine
 Neither to say nor to express, not to be cured
 And our life is a game.

 It's a dark night
 Will not hide from you the insults
 Words hurt very much
 It is better to completely forget them
 Time heals but for those who want
 The sound of rain will bring sadness sometimes
 Maybe it can or can not be
 And I just became myself.

 This is a dream or my vision
 Until the end I do not understand it
 Your love and my skill
 Combine everything together