Пачка сигарет [Pachka sigaret] [English translation]

I am sitting to watch the sky of others’ through another man’s pane

And I cannot recognize any star that I know

I had traveled all the roads that had come my way

I looked back and couldn’t find any footprints though

But if your pocket holds a pack of cigarettes

That means nothing is that bad at least as far as today

If you have an air-ticket to a silver-winged jet

Which leaves nothing but a trace as it flies away

And no one wanted blame put on the grape wine* with ease

And no one was much willing to be made a cat’s paw

And no music- no fun to die hard at all

Without music I don’t want to even rest in peace

But if your pocket holds a pack of cigarettes

That means nothing is that bad at least as far as today

If you have an air-ticket to a silver-winged jet

Which leaves nothing but a trace as it flies away