Lyrics bogomol f.v. - речь

and speech is rolling ...
while the coffee is brewing ...
and someone else’s shoes are lying around ...
in your corridor ...
or in my corridor ...

and the smoke stretches ...
only to both persons ...
and as if not knowing why ...
but look to the root ...
in your monologue ...
or in my monologue ...

while the coffee is brewing ...
someone will say a lot ...
maybe a little ...
from whatever the word touched ...
and did not touch the hall ...