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Viktor Tsoi
A pack of cigarettes
I sit and look at someone else's sky
from another window
And I do not see any known star.
I walked all the roads and there, and here,
Turned around - and could not make out the traces.
but if there is a pack of cigarettes in his pocket,
So it's not so bad today
And a plane ticket with silver wings
What is taking off,
leaving only a shadow of the earth.
And no one wants to be guilty without wine
And no one wants to rake fire in his hands
A world without music is red death
And without music, you do not want to disappear.
but if there is a pack of cigarettes in his pocket,
So it's not so bad today
And a plane ticket on silver wings,
That is taking off,
leaves just a shadow on the earth
but if there is a pack of cigarettes in his pocket,
So it's not so bad today
And a plane ticket on silver wings,
That is taking off,
leaves just a shadow on the earth