viktor-coi-packa-sigaret-na-angliiskom-by-z-exit

[00:19.59] I am looking through a foreign window

[00:22.59] at a foreign sky

[00:25.84] And I can't seem to find

[00:29.09] familiar star

[00:31.34] I have traveled all the roads

[00:33.84] from the east to the west

[00:36.59] Looking back only to see

[00:38.84] my tracks disappear

[00:41.84] But if I have a decent

[00:44.09] pack of cigarettes

[00:47.09] then perhaps the night is young

[00:49.84] and things aren't so bad

[00:52.59] And a ticket for the airplane with

[00:55.34] a silver edged wing

[00:57.84] leaving nothing but a shadow

[01:00.84] on the way to the clouds

[01:13.34] And no one would ever

[01:15.34] choose guilt over wine.

[01:19.59] And no one would put their

[01:22.84] hands in the fire

[01:24.60] Without music, you know,

[01:27.34] there's no glory in death

[01:30.09] without music you

[01:32.34] perish in bitter end

[01:35.34] But if I have a decent

[01:38.09] pack of cigarettes

[01:40.59] then perhaps the night is young

[01:43.09] and things aren't so bad

[01:45.84] And a ticket for the airplane

[01:48.84] with a silver edged wing

[01:51.34] leaving nothing but a shadow

[01:54.34] on the way to the clouds

[01:56.59] But if I have a decent

[01:58.84] pack of cigarettes

[02:02.09] then perhaps the night is young

[02:04.84] and things aren't so bad

[02:07.34] And a ticket for the airplane

[02:10.09] with a silver edged wing

[02:12.59] leaving nothing but a shadow

[02:15.34] on the way to the clouds

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