Текст песни Smoke Rings - Sam Cooke

Where do they go?
Smoke rings I blow each night
Oh, where do they go?
Those circles of blue and white

I wonder, why do they sing
To picture a dream above, above
Above, above, above
Then why do they fade
My phantom parade of love?

Puff, puff, puff
Oh, you can puff your cares away
Puff, puff, puff
Night and day

Blow, blow them into air
Silky, little rings
Oh, little smoke rings I love
Please take me above with you

One more thing I wanna know is
Where do they end?
The smoke rings I send on a high
Oh, where are they hurled
When they've kissed the world goodbye?

Let me tell you that
I'd give my life to laugh at this strife
Below, below, below
Down here below, oh, for I'd be a king
I'd follow each ring I blow

Oh, so little smoke rings I love
Please take me above with you