I return once in the evening
Having smoked Shisha
Life is becoming beautiful
and crazy good
A ringing in my ears, the rustling leaves
and the fog sits over the Neva
The fog over the Neva
The fog over the grass *
The drugs over the Neva
Over the Grass... Pam-Param-pam
A-a-a I walk, A-a-a... I smoke
A-a-a I walk, A-a-a I smoke
I walk, I smoke
I'll stroll on Аbrikosоvаya, turn onto Вinоgrаdnаya and on Теnistаya, I'll wait in the shadows**
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