Выдыхай [Vydykhay] [English translation]

Take your last puff of me,

Push my mug into the glass,

Press on me, put out my desire -

I'll keep smoking out of spite...

Pain on my filter - a dirty brown stain -

That's all that will be left of me for you.

The garbage bin - my future home,

And I don't think I'll like it.

Like grey ash my dreams will fall,

the ones that will never come true.

It's unlikely I'll be smoked again,

Even if the chance is there, it's 1/100.

You will be poisoned by my nicotine,

You will be coughing with my tar.

Breathe out my last smoke

And close the window, because it's cold.

Come on, breathe out

my soul, there's too little space for it

in your lungs, it's too tight...

Come on, breathe out

my soul, there's too little space for it

in your lungs, it's too tight...

But to tell the truth,

It's all my fault.

Our staircase to heaven turned out to be a rusty ladder,

Good enough only to reach for the can on the top shelf.

But I was ready to climb it to the clouds,

In spite of all the prohibitions and locks closed from the inside.

Sometimes it seemed - the goal was so close, I'd be there soon.

I called you to me, but you stayed down at the bottom,

Looked up at me, asked me to come back,

But I didn't come down, kept harping on about heaven..

I thought I could decide for two,

I thought we'd be better off with my ideas...

And clinging to hope, like burrs to clothes,

I became another step farther from you...

But the staircase to heaven turned out to be a rusty ladder,

Good enough only to reach for the can on the top shelf.

I'll take it to the attic (closet) - let it sit there collecting dust...

Forgive me for everything, and for the love of God, stop appearing in my dreams!

• Artist:Noize MC
• Album:CD Single