That night fate decided to arrange a test to me - an explosion crashed near my house in Odessa I am in a parking lot Quickly on the machine Waited until this hell is over I did not sleep Hungry Evil throughout the world You never know what ordinary morning will be the last So guys cling to life For a cup of coffee for laughter through a dream for stupid disputes about nonsense For what seems later From 12 in the morning 5 in the morning Five hours in the underground silence of parking She sat counted the steps over her head checked the phone - suddenly hift But the alarm stretched like rubber Everything can break into one cotton The world to everyone And those who do not understand what I am about - you are sincerely lucky