[Verse 1]
As the foliage dries on the trees
The cycles of nature
It's time
The smoke of the cigarette
Coals on the filter
Slightly burned
Then went out
[Interlude]
[Verse 2]
The lines on the sky
It's higher and lighter over there
I hear the knocks of tram tracks
There's a little left at the bottom of my bottle
In my bottle...
[Interlude]
[Outro]
There's a little left at the bottom of my bottle
I finish it all and go to you
Therе's a little left at the bottom of my bottlе
I finish it all and go to you
There's a little left at the bottom of my bottle
I finish it all and go to you
There's a little left at the bottom of my bottle
I finish it all and go to you
There's a little left at the bottom of my bottle
I finish it all and go to you
In my bottle [ост...]