And we'll stay like that: With the smell of tobacco on his thin fingers, and with whiskey. We will look back on the street and angrily shaking their heads. We will be with those who are near (it's easier). We will met in the clubs, dance and fall in love, and not leave the phone. We say: "Fuck" ... We will greet the dawn on the roofs. We will call at night and whisper into the phone: "I miss you", even when we realize that it's over. We ... And we are different is not make .. (c)