Yes, why do I miss you so much
Neither whiskey, nor tequila, nor cognac help.
Nor a hot cup of tea
Not a new jacket bought
Neither my old friends
With whom it is fun to tears
I thought we were joking with each other
And it turned out like this, everything is serious
Somehow it all turned out silly
We, not knowing peace,
climbed to the upper floors
And when something suddenly did not work out,
It happens
It turned out that both of us are mirages…

I can’t even believe
Nobody could separate us
We fled ourselves
Turned the most important into a syllable
What happened to us…

No whiskey. No tequila. Not cognac.
Nor a hot cup of tea
Nor new girlfriends. No jacket…
I miss…