Текст песни ТёмаЕсенин - автор неизвестен

I threw you and threw you to smoke.
As the puffs - counted the whistles in the phone.
I threw you, how to smoke, on the balcony.
And I even tried to forget a little.

I to you, after a long autumn separation,
Every time everything was like that cigarette.
Sometimes everything is serious, sometimes only from boredom,
But she roared again on the oak floor.

I looked at the clock and the moon, too late.
Burning burns on the fingers ... - played
It turned out that quitting is too easy
And you ... how many times? I did not count ...