Текст песни Дым кольцами - Дым кольцами

Something the cigarette goes out, something worries me so much
   Can someone recall or curses can
   Or maybe you miss it, you pass by the windows
   And a box of matches I burn on three cigarettes "Prima"
    
   Smoke, smoke, smoke rings
   The clouds are there and there
   We have different buses
   Do you have another route
   Smoke, smoke, smoke rings
   The clouds are there and there
   We have different buses
   Do you have another route
    
   Honey, you're getting closer. So why do you climb into the soul
   You see, she's breathing with pain. A look of her sadness dries
   Or maybe you miss it, you pass by the windows
   And a box of matches I burn on three cigarettes "Prima"
    
   Smoke, smoke, smoke rings
   The clouds are there and there
   We have different buses
   Do you have another route
   Smoke, smoke, smoke rings
   The clouds are there and there
   We have different buses
   Do you have another route
    
   You left, and my heart contracted from you like a blow
   Something in life was lost, and in return there was a guitar
   With her, I am waving around the world, with her I am carried around in the world
   And before her I bow, though she does not ask