Текст песни ДДТ - Я сижу на жестком табурете

I sit on a hard stool
And water is dripping from the tap
In a multi-block crowded crypt
I'm going quietly crazy

Cigarettes in funeral dress
Rustle about something at hand
And in your glassy-tender gaze
I can not find the old peace

I'm walking down so slowly and surely
What happens, in general, not always
And I look how hard and measured
Water drips from fingers to the floor

And I watch from the window opposite
Someone perched on the cornice
And a smashing stone at the end
Flashed soundlessly into the echoing bottom

And standing on a creaky stool
Winding wires around my neck
This is my last time in this world
Watched the water drip