I'm driving to the city in a taxi
it's night and snow is covering the ground
and I don't want to go home yet
and I can't go yet
I'm driving in a taxi to the city
and the radio is playing midday
and a glove is on the floor
I am forgetful
I asked permission to smoke
and a match lights up in the dark
kopecks have become rubles
and eternity is mine
I'm going to town in a taxi
and the radio is playing noon
and a glove from my pocket to the floor
I'm a pile of oblivion
and lantern light snow
leather seats cigarette smoke
and a city that is empty until morning
has made me very sad
I'm eating in a taxi to the city
and the radio plays the noon hour
and a glove from my pocket to the floor
I'm a pilland forgetful