I have fallen, now I'm crying in my old coat Which I had forgotten in the closed attic In it's pockets I have crumbs of a snack And in it's lining - a place for brandy for the journey
So many cold moments in my hot heart At the movies and on the road after that Travellings tought me to wander cold-blooded To be well even in stormy weather
My old coat...
The cigarette died out on the wet ground Under a shelter we sat and we had a great time And one crazy night in one empty train car We stayed up till morning and it was snowing outside
How did the years go by, what is this that I'm wearing What satin, which silk will take me out for a dance I'm giving my old coat to you Take care of it, my little one, because it is like me