I'm smoking, looking out my window
December, there is no snow - this is good
the sun is shining - beautiful shine
I think about how to live on
how will life
but it is not a secret
I don’t have them at all
there have been many
there have been many
joys and troubles
joys and troubles
joys and troubles
joys and troubles
I look out my window, sit smoking
And I think what's next
How my god will give me
But let it be a secret
I don’t love them
And I’ll share it with everyone
It’s better for everyone.
there have been many
there have been many
joys and troubles
joys and troubles
joys and troubles
joys and troubles